Put It To Rest

By Max Powell

I stumbled upon a sweater. I haven’t seen this sweater in a bit. I shoved it deep inside an old bin to never see the light of day again. Somehow it reappeared almost a year later. I don’t know how, and I don’t care to know how. I put the past behind me. I couldn’t help but go into a daze from that time. I sighed and chuckled. It amazed me how much I changed in less than a year. I put others down when they were at their worst just to be considered “dope” . The tables sure turned when I got my long awaited karma. Boy was I desperate for approval, attention, and friends. You do astounding things to individuals to fit in, but the second it shifts gears you begin to reflect on yourself and regret all the hurt you caused others. I will say, you will have a very different perspective on life once karma decides to kick you in the ass. There's six stages of recovery after karma has done her job. When shit hits the fan, you will start sobbing on your bedroom floor in the dark. then you will decide to become immature, so you become nasty and wish death upon each party involved. Soon after, you begin to reflect on yourself and wish you hadn’t done what you did. After that long awaited reflection with just yourself, you start to see the light at the end of the tunnel and become eager to reach it. Once you have entered the light, you become positive, blissful, and confident because you’re back on your feet again. Now that you have gone through the five difficult ones, your final step is to finally put it to rest now that you have fully recovered mentally and physically. I now look at that sweater with peace knowing that boy is gone and buried with it.