Sometimes I wish my head and heart sang in harmony. Instead of tearing me apart – I know what to let go, but my depression and anxiety throws it around, and the dischords sing out.
I wish I could find an inner harmony, to live at one with myself. To love the way I function and move and treat others. To just sail along like a perfect melody.
I suppose it’s hard work, practice practice and more practice, to perfect the symphony of life.