I’ll be honest,
Sometimes I don’t know if up is down. Or right is left or who let the dogs out…cue the song “who…who”
But I know who I am.
And maybe. That’s enough…
But in the morning, it feels like nothing, as I start again. And that can be debilitating.
So we scramble from night to day and wonder where the light will land.
And we are more than conquerors even when we don’t feel it.
But sometimes we don’t.
And we walk forward because the light calls to us and there’s no other choice.
Keep going or die here. So we walk.
But if the light had eyes and voice and tears, would it beckon us into the void?
I don’t know but I’m walking and so are you.
Let’s go together
What else is there?