Sitting alone, no one else here except for my thoughts.
It seems I’ve reached an impasse, my emotions and thoughts are not aligned. My desires and my reality are in conflict.
I have no solutions, yet I yearn to find an answer.
Am I resigned to find my self in situations where I continually yearn for things that time will not align for? Over and over I seem to find myself in a state of unrest. Deep conflict and mourning for what could have been.
Maybe it’s that I dwell too much on the missed potential of a situation. Maybe I know what I want and when those things elude me, my soul finds solace in solemnness.
I long for joy, I seek hope, and I know these to be true.
My understanding of singularity grows deep, the loneliness that resides there, how quickly it consumes and devours. Seeking what is beyond the now, is what continues to drive me, the idea of completeness and fullness.
Left to my thoughts I remain. Drifting and pondering I continue to make progress. Day by day and hour by hour, I begin to recognize that which is around me. The slowness of quiet allows me to take in the details. The warmth of the sun pulls me towards what lies ahead. Allow thine eyes to scan the horizon for the thing that I wish not to miss.