THE LOWEST LOW, FOR THE HIGHEST HIGH

Written By Gaël Muteba

Tuesday, March 21th, 2024 |  San Francisco, CA

I am drowning in thoughts once again. A lot has been shown to me in these past few weeks. I don’t know what to make of it all… yet. 

There has to be a form of balance. I realize where proportion matters most. I am a logical creature. Yet slights, and other petty human ills still tend to affect me so deeply. 

How unfortunate, but expected.

Seems trying so hard to label what I am, is foolish. 

I am… Me and my circumstances. How could I not be? 

Choosing to progress or regress. That is the only choice before me. Can I undo so much  damage and continue to persevere? I think so. I know why I am doing this after all. The lowest low, for the highest high.

I need a plan.

Gaël Muteba https://Kinshasawriter.com
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