Nothing is wrong.
Take me away
Who?
Go away
Where?
I am away
When?
I am a way
Truth.
Why do I seek companionship? Am I seeking someone? I feel like I am armed with spikes all around like a rambutan. Mangosteen, please! I need to let someone crack through the rough exterior. I have much to give but I'm so busy guarding myself that I cannot let myself crack. Sweetness.
I know my power. I know my strength. I know my weakness. When will I control it?
When will I let go and trust the path before me? When is that time going to arrive? Now I feel like I am impatiently expecting and awaiting that arrival that I cannot enjoy my present. I feel disappointed.
Last time was a surprise. I wish I could have experienced more time in that relationship. Now I refuse to permit myself to regress because I have convinced myself that there is nothing there. However, in terms of travel, I am beginning to return to previous places in search of new experiences. Should I revisit past opportunities if the door is still open?
Keep traveling wandering soul. There is no place like home.
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