Oh, to be lost.
Someone awesome once said something like,
'It's when we are truely lost, that we find out who we really are.'
Free from the distractions, passions and elecric things,
No deadlines, headlines or jet fueled wings.
Just the crunch of gravel under a well worn boot,
The rambling magpie and squeak from a rusty tin roof.
No ISIS, no crisis, no next new craze,
Just eucalypt, bloody flies and horizon heat haze.
...to be continued