Crossing the Pacific
I can feel my life shifting right before my eyes, he said casually.
Me too, I thought.
Shifting, rumbling, tectonic plates of a life that up to this point had been discovered, charted and navigated fairly successfully.
The trouble now is that all those old maps just aren't good anymore. Following them only leads me in circles, a ship caught in the doldrums. I can see the destination but I have no fucking idea how to get there. I'm not even sure I know what the first step is. I need a new map. Maybe even a new compass. What do I rely on now? The stars? Reflections from a past I never really knew. My heart? Can that even be trusted in these depths?
In these quakes, I have been offered a freedom that I no longer want. What I used to run from, stability, predictability, schedule, responsibility, is now what I desire most. I am a person that I hardly know.
Not taking easy outs anymore because the stakes are way too high. The stakes are my life.
Me too, I thought.
Shifting, rumbling, tectonic plates of a life that up to this point had been discovered, charted and navigated fairly successfully.
The trouble now is that all those old maps just aren't good anymore. Following them only leads me in circles, a ship caught in the doldrums. I can see the destination but I have no fucking idea how to get there. I'm not even sure I know what the first step is. I need a new map. Maybe even a new compass. What do I rely on now? The stars? Reflections from a past I never really knew. My heart? Can that even be trusted in these depths?
In these quakes, I have been offered a freedom that I no longer want. What I used to run from, stability, predictability, schedule, responsibility, is now what I desire most. I am a person that I hardly know.
Not taking easy outs anymore because the stakes are way too high. The stakes are my life.