Adapt
change comes---
and whether you like it or not
you either “sink or swim”
you either find a way to walk in rome
amongst those romans
or you drift beneath their
feet.
the trick is to adapt to your surroundings,
whatever they might be
&
to make use of everything at your fingertips
not forgetting who you were before you came
to this new place
but not wallowing in denial
thinking that the you before
is the best
you
and there is no way in hell that you need to improve on
anything.
by adapting
and making our new surroundings part of
ourselves
we grow & progress
becoming stronger individuals
who cannot simply be
swept underneath the feet of the other romans.
instead, we command a new light amongst them
a hybrid of something new brought to the forefront
within our own acknowledged new contexts
as well as something which we ourselves
have added to what we now dwell in---
a synergy of self-discovery,
as well as the discovery of our self
by those outside us---
who are equally enriched by our
presence.
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