It's June! Summer storms are upon us, and the smell of petrichor is the most potent this time of the year!
My sense of adventure is tingling, begging me to explore more than ever before.
Oh! I want to rob river banks with no intention of getting locked up. I want to skip steps like I am skipping stones. I want to hunt down caches like they are hidden treasure!
But how do i climb mountains, when the only knot i know how to tie is a noose?
June allow me the time to heal, let me be the man i always wanted to be!

C.M 1/6/2024

Like a demagnitised magnet I have lost all attraction, and my atoms lost their course, I can't tell North from South, so I am just standing there, hoping for a solenoid that might never arrive!
Pull and push all you want.
I can no longer sense the force field between us, and it matters not that I am made from neodymium, because I have been stripped to my core!
Maybe the atoms will align, and find their path or maybe that's just who I am.


C.M 12/11/2024