I've had allot of time on my hands lately. Time alone with not much to do. Time to reflect in the early morning hours. When you're put in this position, you're faced with all those old deamons, can't help but to be. So I've been exercising them. Some of them have really gotten buff let me tell ya!
But something odd, something I didn't expect. I know there are some things I'm never going to get rid of, they'll always be there to haunt me. But as they've been getting strong, I've been getting stronger. The more they rear their ugly heads, the better I've gotten at beating them back down, putting them in their place, mastering my own deamons.
I guess I really don't want to get rid of them all. They're part of what makes me who I am. They remind me of how I got here, lest I ever forget. They keep me humble. They show me how far I've come. They scream out what I should do that I didn't, what I didn't do that I should.
Yeah, I'll keep exercising my deamons. And I'll keep being stronger than them.
