Sometimes I'm scared to share my thoughts because I'm afraid they won't make sense or that they'll lead people in the wrong direction... But maybe that's giving myself too much credit…
// the human condition //
"What are you searching for?" He asked. Confused, I listened to their conversation from a distance. What a strange question to ask someone you just met. A question that would stick with me for so long.. But now, looking back, I'm finally beginning to realize why.
Blindly confident in my thoughts on meaning, I couldn't see below the layers. Layers within me - within all of us - that I had no idea existed. And now, seeing past those once subconscious walls, I think I'm ready to admit that a search exists. Deep within me, a search that's been there the whole time... but for what?
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it's like I'm moving backwards these days
but growing
growing backwards..
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And maybe that's what the search is about: Rediscovering who I've been all along.
Twenty something and still finding who I am, feeling closer the more I let go. Retracing my steps, somehow equaling progress.. so I think I'll keep going. I think I'll continue this journey.
Because with heart
we create art,
and this is where mine's at.