The sun sets over Colorado, another day to begin soon. I idle on how I feel, and realize that the older I get, the more others don’t seem to change.

I’ll be 39 next year, I’m rolling in accomplishments, yet still silently think on what ifs, and so on. I used to help people often at the beginning of my career – it’s been paid back.

Knowing what to do, I embark further into my journey, aware of my surroundings. If I encounter a snake, I am luckier than coming across the average human being. It’s to say, no matter what shade people attempt to try on, it’s always some type of illusion,.

Being successful for my children has been my goal. I even have money set aside for them, should I pass untimely. It has worked beautifully and has become effortless in time. When I hunched over and exhausted myself, I didn’t know how to fight off other people’s monsters.

That sounds crazy, doesn’t it? Other people’s monsters.

Except they can fend them off themselves. It’s not anyone’s job but their own.

Offer your kindness, even if someone would rather see you skinned alive and burned at the stake for no reason, other than the fact that they can’t handle someone else’s joy.

Even after that, continue to be kind, this world has enough cruelty.

Tomorrow, I will wake up and have forgotten about today, and by Friday, I’ll be rolling out another plan as I continue on this journey.

I could care less if the perpetrator sleeps well, especially with all of those monsters they own.