Gusta turned 12 yesterday. Another morning early walk, many tasks.
My life is escapable but I don’t want to leave.
I want to adventure, but what can I leave behind?
I can’t pack everything, but I won’t be back … so again, I answer, “what should I pack”?
Everything, or nothing?
Anything. Anywhere. The journey, the destination, the trip – all easy momentary choices.
Consequences – they take longer to unfold. Tune in tomorrow. The world might change. Or mine might. How about yours?
Do you see things the same way, or changed? I’d love to know. Not about everyone else, just about my self for myself. Moments of clarity come in the strangest ways and place.
My life turned a corner …
Probably I’ve said that, one way or another, before.
Maybe everyone does at times when resolution of path, or direction change, overtakes uncertainty with clarity. Sometimes it seems more like the other way around, when ‘what seemed like clarity’ starts feeling less certain.
I’ve known these moments – this feeling before. I recall them being unsettling to the point they triggered irrationality, self-destructive choices and retreat from – or complete abandonment – of clearly fixed goals. They got re-fixed. Those are ‘past lessons’ I have not need or desire to repeat.
Still, this corner has been turned. In real time. Look down on my life, my writing table, my workload, my schedule or my social life and you might observe, “hey, nothing has changed”. Yet it has.
Inside our heads – where we live – few people peek inside, some because they are invited, some because they intrude.