lines

where do you draw the line? i'm in a pseudo reality. who can you be friends with? all this hierachy. in other circumstances, would we have even known each other? would you or i have come up to the other and said, "hello". probably not. so, maybe we should just be glad to know each other. maybe friendship is too much to ask right now. maybe somewhere else, at some other time, we'd be friends.
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superficial realities. it's hard to know if anything is real. i feel like i'm just drifting. there's nothing solid to stand on. moments, days, weeks are flying by. where am i going? is there a cliff fast approaching or a calm ravine? if i plummet, i'll hold my breath and watch the darkness surround me. everything will go quiet but i'll feel a real calmness so profound - almost as if i were cradled in His arms. if i sail into a calmness, i'll take in a deep breath and feel the coolness of the air tickle my cells, reviving, energizing me. either way, it'll all be good. i just have to let go.