always tomorrow

tomorrow. always tomorrow. the day I become better. the day I turn autopilot off. the day I embrace discipline. the day I the notion that by adding structure to my life it doesn’t mean I am giving up on freedom. freedom… what freedom? I bastardized it to justify my fear of living. to justify my ways that are most of the time deceiving and awful. arresting. suffocating. meaningless. freedom that is anything else but that. just a word. a label that is abused and used. to fit a narrative. to fit the fear. wrong label. very much wrong. not sure what word or label would fit better. I’ll figure it out tomorrow when I finally become worthy of becoming a better person. always tomorrow.

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