What do you want? What does the best version of you look like? What would it mean to live your best life?

There is balance on the breeze. A long awaited rainy night to break the heat and humidity. Without the heat, we have no rain. Without an inhale, we have nothing to exhale.

Without pain, can we experience joy? I think so. But, would we be as strong as we’ve become if not for experiencing that pain? I doubt it.

And strong is what we are. A rain cloud; wisps of humidity floating on a breeze. Puffy, soft, even innocuous. With the potential to be a raging storm!

There is a balance to my life. And it is time I levelled those scales.