There are moments you take it on, the journey into the unknown. You say yes to an invite that turns into a novel, a more interesting one than you've been in for a while because there's a toolkit to get through. There's a sense that something might build, knowing full well there's a sense that something could be destroyed as well.
The toolkit contains much of use but at this moment I feel a need to pull out the magnifying glass and the needle. I must breathe for a moment before rushing in to investigate the situation fully.
But for now there is this moment where I feel a need to take stock of as much as I can and that I need to look around and imagine who I am and stop making excuses for not believing.
The toolkit contains much of use but at this moment I feel a need to pull out the magnifying glass and the needle. I must breathe for a moment before rushing in to investigate the situation fully.
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But the stillness! The certainty! An allusion or an illusion? Both?
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Are these my thoughts? Is this who I am? I take two days off and can't remember it is what I do. Perhaps I will just take this to another place where I can be full with my words. I would do well to leave a breadcrumb to remind myself to not fully let go of caution.
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