The New Bridge

Porto

We all may have done things in the past that may prove to be embarrassing today, with some trying to mask or escape from the stain that disturbs us. But before fleeing or attempting to erase the yesterdays from ourselves, we should all embrace it and not cave in to the outrem. Learn from it. Grow. Redefine ourselves. Redesign tomorrow. Tap into the new, procure a principle, embody a new vocabulary. Integrate a new sweater into the daily wardrobe. Begin to live a better everyday. Be present by not repeating the same old story. Roll on the red carpet and walk on it. Cross that bridge!

The Walk

walking-through

Photo by Joao Melo Serrano

The time the room look dingy and you can’t seem to put down the cross you are carrying because it is playing tricks on you. Sit and ponder. Rethink. Take two. Excuse the darkness, the clutter. Don’t despair. Hand over your flag and escape through the open door. Search for a bridge and cross to the other side. Find the gift that surprises you.

The Tourist

tourist

Photo by Joao Melo Serreno

On verse one of the fully developed paragraph, beating at drums of my heated plush traits, I rebelled on my puberty becoming this new guided missile pole. In my adult life, I became him, the perfect persona, the crowd pleaser, the begged for mercy kind of gentile creature, the dazzled narrative latched in a page everyone desired.

He told me I was a bug, the fruit pie microbe mutating into a biscuit but I came to be pure as an ice water in a cooler.