I choose to bleed. If I didn't it would mean I didn't hurt. If I didn't hurt it would mean I didn't love.
There is always another road that is less painful, but lonely. If I'm going to be afraid I'd rather it is with someone by my side.
I don't want to choose if this 'era' is bad or good. I just know on some deeper level that I am held. WE are being embraced.
I will breathe, in and out, I will laugh at the world and myself, and I will love with all my heart.