Monday, March 7, 2016

Dark Moon

They say that getting lost is the best way to find yourself.  that when you emerge from the dense woods you are a changed person- better, stronger, more skilled and able to face down bigger and more frightening obstacles without breaking a sweat.  But from the middle of the forest the woods look rather dark and frightening and you can't help but want to turn back every other second.

But when you're lost you can't turn back- the past no longer exists as a path you can travel, there are no breadcrumbs now.  The only way out is through.

That's where I am.  In the dark, remembering how easy life used to be, and praying I have the mettle to make it out of the forest alive.

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