Some days ~Hayley Darby

Some days we just feel defeated, you know that beat feeling when we don’t think there’s any fight left, or we’ve forgotten what we’re fighting for.. and what we think was upsetting us we realise is just a casualty of the cross fire in a bigger picture, and if this doesn’t make sense, I’m not sure that it’s meant to.

Some days we’re just tired, and nothing really makes sense, and our hearts just ache, but they don’t break because they were broken before, but the pieces feel battered and bruised, like they’ve been trampled upon, and we’re cross with ourselves all over again, but none of it makes any difference.

Some days we wonder why we’re struggling with the same old stuff, over and over again; the lessons we are striving to learn, the difficult paths we persist in taking, the mistakes we keep repeating, and the unending search for our raison d’ etre amidst the debris of the blunders we have made before.

Some days we think it’s all just ridiculous, that life is surely meant to be simpler than this, and that maybe running away with the circus wasn’t such a bad idea, if only we were young again and had it all ahead of us; wouldn’t that be fun? Daring trapeze acts, funny sad clowns, dancing elephants, and loveable lions.

Some days we just have to take a deep breath.. know that it’s a moment in time, search deep within for that spark that endures in the dark, that part of our soul that won’t let go of the possibility. And we have to make sure that we know where we are, and what we hope for, because that is just part of who we are.

Some days when we’re least expecting it, in the middle of an ordinary life, at some perfectly random time, when we’re busy just getting on with getting through it; something so small it’s almost imperceptible, just a hint of a glance of an almost nothing, gives us something to smile about, and it’s a wonderful world all over again.