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Monday, 4 September 2017

Trying




The sun beats down on my face, and I radiate some of it back. It feels as if the warmth of her glow, is just enough to match mine. It's weird to think we're all just like the sun, but I believe it. Just the right temperature for life.

Recently, I've experience what I guess you'd call a burnout. At no fault, but my own-- and life. Adulthood happens. Recently, I just came back from a weekend in New York City. All I can say is, I understand why people fall in love with this city.

The warmth of the lights beaming down on my face from the plethora of advertisements in Time Square reminds us of the sun. Then it reminds us of ourselves. In a crowd of a million people, you couldn't feel more anonymous and more self-aware.

New York reminded me of that. It's a city of dreams, but a city of great failures, short-comings and loss. But what keeps New York going, and what keeps the dreams alive is the people. On the streets you see broadway lights twinkle, street performers in Time Square, Spider-man and Superman asking if you'd like  picture. What you see is effort. You see people trying, failing, falling and getting right back up to do it tomorrow. You see exhaustion, in a city that never sleeps. But it remains so full of life.

The only thing thats remained consistently true throughout mine, and anyone elses' life is that you're only as good as the chances you give yourself. I can't tell you they'll work. I can't tell you we'll amount to anything. All I can tell you, in 100% truth and sincerity, is that your only fighting chance is to try.

I said this far less eloquently in my last Youtube video:






(Also I haven't written an Open Letter in a while, if you have any suggestions on what to write, let me know.)