Wrinkle lines

Wrinkles are not lines. I feel that they are — our documented journeys that we have taken. They are the pathways that we have created. They are the regrets that still bother us.

Sometimes I entertain the idea of not having to create such lines for myself. Very difficult! Too hard, not to fall into the pits of worries, anger, disbelief, unhappiness, jealousy….

However, when I have stayed there too long, too many times, I crave the warmth of peace and happiness. It is during these moments then, that I try to live as consciously as possible. I try to be in the moment – be happy, as if it was my responsibility to be happy and not for the happiness to check if I was happy.