I am composed of many selves, of many opposing forces, moods, even reasonings.
Perhaps that is why I can never be wholly satisfied with anything.
It is amusing to be composed of fragments.
At least now I may experience the enchantment of eternal variety.
I will never be boring perfection.
“We must reawaken, and keep ourselves awake.
Not by mechanical aid, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn.”
-Henry David Thoreau
That’s what keeps me going. Not arms, or jobs or things.
But the hope in a dawn. For every darkness there is a light…
I had made a promise to myself to live in a hopefully vulnerability. This I shall hold till the very end.
“I know how she speaks and how she moves
when she doesn’t know what to say.
Cause her emotions carry her away.”
-OH LAND
Here I am EMBARKING yet again.
I am releaved to leave this time.
Usually it’s the excitment of a new place ahead,
that makes the journey bursting for me.
But this time I am excited to leave behind
The rushing,
The expecting,
The hoping,
The argueing.
I am excited for rushing scenery in my window.
I am excited for a new book, fresh coffee, and children giggles.
I am excited for the people who have never left me and always loved me!
I’m excited for being and NO TRYING…
On to the land of endless summer and old folks!