Don't run away

It's funny how when you think everything is going wrong, it's really going right. It's twisted. You can be crying and depressed one day, and the next, everything seems perfect. Everything that can go right, does. And nothing is wrong, no one is sad. It's very unstable. But it's life.
So many things run through my head when I'm alone. As soon as I log onto the computer and try to type it, it's gone. It disappears. What was I thinking just ten short minutes ago? How did I put that certain thought into words that made a little bit of sense?
Sometimes I feel like I'm running away. But I'm never sure what I'm running from. Then again, I don't know what I'm running towards either. Would moving out of Idaho be considered running away or running towards something? Running away from the life that I have now. Running towards a brand new future. I think we are always running. We are always running away from the past. And we are always running towards the future. But sometimes, while running towards the future, we let the past trip us up. And suddenly, we're lying on the ground, unable to get up and continue forward. The past can strangle us, if we let it. It can strangle our future. So don't let it. Run faster and harder away from the past. Yes, it's true that the past made us who we are. But that doesn't mean we have to let it stop us from a better future. Just stop making excuses about how someone hurt you in the past. Stop making excuses about how someone screwed you over. You can do anything you want. You can have whatever future you choose. If you choose the past of least resistance, you let the past capture you and you are forever stuck. But if you choose to run harder and faster, jump any obstacles that appear, you will have a bright future. You will have anything you want. But it also takes patience. It's true that patience is a virtue. It's also true that it's not something that comes naturally. You have to work at it. You have to calm down and take a deep breath. Just relax and look outside of the box and see the world around you. See that it's beautiful in every single way. See that everyone around you is trying to do the same thing, trying to run towards a better future. Maybe you will collide. Maybe you will fall. Maybe someone will help you up. Maybe you will resist and they will give up. Maybe someone else will come along who won't give up. Have patience. Be strong. Stop living in the past. Stop making excuses. The world is a playground and life is pushing my swing.