Or it’s a damn waste of time.
I’ve said it before, and it’s trite to not only say it again, but to say it now, but I am back.
Big things on the horizon – I can’t wait to share and most importantly get back to this community.
Each day when I wake up I know there will be a path waiting for me.
Some days I get to chose it, others I don’t.
Today was smooth but tomorrow can’t promise me anything.
Sometimes I walk along the edges in hopes of seeing something, anything.
Each night when I go to bed I close my eyes dreaming of the one path I can’t find.
As long as my eyes open each morning I will go to bed hopeful.
In the meantime I will enjoy the walk.
HIKE. BIKE. DRINK.
College Level Drinking, Elementary Level Writing
A Poet's Journey by Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
An introvert's guide to the human experience