Back To The City Of Salt
A long drive awaits
I've collected maps of the northwest in my head
avenues paved in intracate patterns.
I pack items into a suitcase and say goodbye to friends I've made in the last few months..
More places and people to miss
more clutter... more thoughts... more inspiration.. more motivation.
More of all the things I found without even searching.
I expected to find myself in solitude but instead it was through the people I have met. Things become clearer, I grasp the edges of my chair in surprise, I feel understood.
It takes time to pave a life that I know is filled with challenges... but I am in fact paving.
I am no longer solitary. I am no longer blowing in the wind with a suitcase in hand.
I am a part of all that I have met.
I've collected maps of the northwest in my head
avenues paved in intracate patterns.
I pack items into a suitcase and say goodbye to friends I've made in the last few months..
More places and people to miss
more clutter... more thoughts... more inspiration.. more motivation.
More of all the things I found without even searching.
I expected to find myself in solitude but instead it was through the people I have met. Things become clearer, I grasp the edges of my chair in surprise, I feel understood.
It takes time to pave a life that I know is filled with challenges... but I am in fact paving.
I am no longer solitary. I am no longer blowing in the wind with a suitcase in hand.
I am a part of all that I have met.