It’s the talk where you confess you're terrified of failing, even though you’ve been acting like you’ve already won.It’s the talk where your best friend says, "I'm leaving," and you realize you have to grow up to keep up.It’s the talk with yourself in the mirror, asking if you’re actually happy, or just comfortable.
The ones that happen at 2:00 AM on a Tuesday, in a parked car, with the engine off, staring at the dash.The ones that start with "Can we..." and end with everything being entirely different.
It’s about taking the hard truths, slicing them into manageable pieces, and chewing on them until they taste like reality.
It’s the talk where you confess you're terrified of failing, even though you’ve been acting like you’ve already won.It’s the talk where your best friend says, "I'm leaving," and you realize you have to grow up to keep up.It’s the talk with yourself in the mirror, asking if you’re actually happy, or just comfortable.
The ones that happen at 2:00 AM on a Tuesday, in a parked car, with the engine off, staring at the dash.The ones that start with "Can we..." and end with everything being entirely different.
It’s about taking the hard truths, slicing them into manageable pieces, and chewing on them until they taste like reality.