A blank slate.

Never truly erased.

Chalk dust and prints.

Everywhere.

Voices in the beams.

Faces on the road.

Notes to ghosts.

Chances.

Answers.

Opportunity.

Always searching for something… else.

All this despite.... (insert emojicon here)

I know the answers (THE CALM) I search for aren’t all out there…

somewhere else.

They. Are. Here

With me.

Always have been.

Someone said, "it isn’t the darkness we fear, but the light."  

So many facessoulsroadspossibilitiespathsopportunities.

So much-ness.

Everywhere and nowhere.

Sometimes I close my eyes and see it all:

The mistakes I’ve made

The Futures I’ve half-paved

The times i’ve gone when I should’ve stayed....

It’s all led me here.

HERE.

And again.

I am….