i've so much to write... scratched out notes to be sorted. i've a huge quantity of photos that i'm going through now.
but, i wanted to stop and say something: i traveled all the way to East Point, PEI to realize that all the knowledge that i thought i had... it's a farce. i barely know a thing about myself much less the people that i care the most about.
i slipped on the shoes someone left by the door... i shuffled around from corner to corner. i bumped into cliffs, fields and lighthouses. it's a complicated world full of complicated people, but if i stopped... for a moment... there was silence... and there was peace. my mind cleared, and i found the shoes, they nearly fit. upon giving them back, i was different for having worn them.
it's no longer about what is right or what isn't. more important is knowing there are people who love you, people you love. it's about holding out your hand and knowing that there is someone there who needs it or who can lift you up.
it's melancholy and homesick. it's bright futures and warm memories. it's heartbreak and hope.
life is only a pumping muscle in my chest without the people i love feeding the passion that keeps it beating.
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