Relent Already

Isn't it time? Give in already.

Bottom line (or borderline? haha wordplay indulgence my friends, it's the little things right?):
There are okay moments and then grey nots. That's all there is. There are no blissfully lasting-effect resulted days. There is no always, no forever, no perpetual, and no eternal. What's left is the transitory and the inconstant. At least something is consistent, but ironic how it's the evanescent that is the ubiquitous constant amidst the currents. Yet, underneath all the violent wreck, wafts the unyielding and all too stubborn hope. Hope that there will be more okay moments than not as you take it all in breath by breath, not speeding up or slowing down, but perfectly content where you should be at the right chronological pace; thus living life and experiencing as each moment comes and then dealing when you need to rather than worrying too much when it's beyond your control. Hope that that is and will be enough.