I’m not where I thought I’d be,

I’ve lamented since Graduation: Day One.
Without warning, and sure as hell without my permission, Day One became Year Two.

Simultaneously, I’m re-tackling Eat, Pray, Love.

      Absorbing its pages, I am restless,
      wondering if my journey should take me someplace other than here,
      wondering where “other than here” might be.

More than anything, I am restless for answers.

                                              After many horse-beating conversations, after days of introspection, I’ve heard whisperings that “here” is always where I am, and always where I need to be.

                I tell my restless heart that Truth is everywhere.
                “Here” doesn’t matter, as long as I am looking.

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