The sound it makes as it crashes into or crushes everything in it’s path reverberates inside of me.
To hitch a ride or to fight, the decision isn’t as simple as it appears.
For years I would have run away.
Afraid of the cold,
Unsure of the pressure,
Captivated by the other shore.
My lungs quiver in anticipation. My souls knows there’s no other option.
First a tie,
Then my legs,
The current embraces me to the next destination.
Fallen over, Broken at the base but not surrendered– proud even when all else seems lost. Clinging to what vanity remains, there is something to be said for it– but what?
Everything– follow me into the forest. I can’t promise you it will lead anywhere but exactly where you’re meant to be.
Scars add character.
In the end be collapsed in all the glory of the adventure.
I bet you can guess where my next adventure is going to take place.
Go on, Guess, you know you want to……
I will be spending a long weekend in Chicago.
I will keep updating while I am away but it is going to have a different feel to it because why not?
I look forward to sharing the fun with you.