I’m awake in places I haven’t been awake in a long time. I’m alive in places where I’ve been dead for a long time.
Each moment these past few weeks have been a glimpse into a wonderment I once knew. Except it’s different this time. It feels cleaner. More open. Less heavy. Less burdened with the past that came before that inevitable ‘death’.
I feel braver. Bolder. Like a new version of an old me.
I don’t know where any of this is going, but I’m relishing each moment.
It’s been a long time coming, and it’s here at last.
