Why, oh why can't I do the better things in my life to help me grow and learn to truly be happy?
[Interviewer: "What was it like to be defined by being beautiful?"]
Connelly: "It's uncomfortable to talk about - there's no way to come off right! If you say you are beautiful, you sound obnoxious, and if you deny it, doesn't that sound obnoxious?"
I sort of have this tendency to want to walk through life on autopilot, and I feel heavily resistant to adopting a more conscious approach to living. Which is weird, because the more conscious approach seems to make me more happier. Hmmm...
Every time I set my intent on leaving this forum my participation increases. I know it is because I feel I've left things unsaid or undone and while I'm trying to discover what those things are...how I go about telling people what they have meant to me... create new things for myself to leave unfinished. I'm just going to have to leave things unfinished here soon and I'm sorry for that.
Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive