I’d love to think I fit nicely in the space I have made more out of habit than destiny. I need to prove nothing.
And to be fair, I’m tired and my giveadamn broke two years ago.
Yet, I have stepped into a new place. Just now. Just one second ago. It’s a seed of a spot, and it still needs to break out and put boots on the ground in what many call “the real world.” But it’s really got nothing to do with it.
Let’s consider it a new situation of ambassadorship.
It brought everything I needed with me from every moment before, but strangely, it left the past behind. The Earth exists in outside space, but it feels very closed in by all that open sky, doesn’t it.
Perhaps this is too cerebral for a Saturday afternoon, but it’s what I’m feeling. So, here we go.
And, welcome home.
