thehandthatfeedsyou

thehandthatfeedsyou.txt

i find life to be a continual series of metamorphosis. to grow you must sacrifice some aspects of your current self. it took time to reach this stage and losing what you’ve built puts fear in your heart. like a larva on a leaf, you’re meant to fly but can imagine how, subservient to the branch of life that currently provides for you.