Simplicity

Sometimes I think about the world and everything I've come to learn and I think

why can't it just be simple?

It's amazing when you think you know everything about someone and then you realize

that they were going through something hard and you didn't even realize it.

I believe that trials were given to each and every one of us so that we can be prepared for what is

coming in our future, or to make us stronger and teach us a lesson.

Or maybe we go through trials so that we will be prepared to help someone else, one day.

If only everything could be simple.

But at the same time, simplicity can get old.

Sometimes I think, a simple life is all I really want, and I know I would be happy.

Then I think about the experiences I could have if my life were to be a little more complex...

Does that even make sense?

I wish I could help people so that they can finally let go and move on. 

But that would be too simple.

I even wish someone could just take away all my stress, worries, anxiety.

Not that I'm constantly overcome with these negative feelings, it would just be nice for them to be erased when they surface by someone other than myself.

I see good people have serious trials. Good people who make bad mistakes.

Then it either is straight downhill or uphill from that point on.

If this life could be a little more simple, maybe everyone would be a little more content

with how they are living, or with their past.

But if that were the case, people wouldn't become who they are.

They wouldn't become the person who has that rough journey that helps someone else through theirs.

Sorry if this makes no sense to you.

I'm just thinking out loud, or typing out loud?

I guess what I'm trying to say is even when we all wish for simplicity, that isn't reality.

It isn't what makes life what is is;

A rigid adventure that is worth more than we can even comprehend.