Did you ever wonder why we don't just collapse under the pressures of life and why we always seem to find a way to move on, even though we feel like we have nothing left to live for? Why am I still here? Why do I keep going? The universe has sent me so many signs that it is never going to happen, yet I still allow thoughts of what could be to surface within my fragile mind. To this very day I have the same dream when I go to sleep, over and over again, forever haunted by the sheer possibility that it might come true...
I am weak. I don't have the power to let it go. I tried, I really did, but when something is so profoundly secluded behind the four walls of my very existence, I simply can't pull out a magic wand and make it go away. It will probably always be there. Reminding me of what could have been, if only I hadn't been so careless...
The war has been long. Sadly there have been very few victories. Actually there haven't been any so far. But I won't stand before you defeated. I'll be damned before I let her win. I know what you're thinking. How can poor little Karr stand a chance? Well here's the thing. She may have a bigger army and countless resources, but I have something she'll never have; passion that drives me forward to pursue my dreams...
