Here it is.
Still unready and unripe for the sun, but here nonetheless.
It’s summer and I have missed writing here. Although, I know it took me a while to find myself back. I’m happy to get away from all the words. Because writing meant I had to make sense of things. Blogging demanded a sort of explanation as to why and how, matters that seemed to elude me. So I stayed away from this medium of expression because I wanted to get lost.
We are all lost by default. Although it is an odd desire to be in a state of indirection, I am afraid this is where I find myself right now. But for what it’s worth, this sense of wandering feels so right. It’s almost as if the lack of purpose gives way for countless possibilities. And the loss of destination seem to open more roads. I feel free.
Not all those who wander are lost, they say.
Summer is the best time to get lost. And hopefulIy, I find myself where the road meets the sun when it all ends.
Indirection not misdirection.
SONGOFTHEMOMENT: Forever by Haim