I wanted to hit pause on everything
to back away and see what these two months of winter
had done. Nobody else got the memo, though.
So, instead, I kept going.
I stayed up late at night and thought about from whence the
drive had sprung.
I decided that the answer was inside all along.
We’ve always known what moves us; what separates is the
courage to do so.
All this time passed and we don’t know and we never knew
why things fell the way they did.
After a while, it didn’t matter.
In the grand scheme, we know what burns inside.
We know what matters.
I didn’t make any resolutions this year.
I decided to just try to do some things I always wanted. I decided to live.
The dream buried deeply will still be felt
until we abandon everything.
I won’t do it.
What I’ve found in these weeks looking has changed me
more than the years I spent not.
I hope everyone sees what I can see.
So, let’s keep driving these winding roads.
What lies around the bend is lasting.