Departures
Every morning I start anew.
I need to remind myself that each day is a chance for yet another departure down this path that others have walked before me.
Every morning I start anew, every evening is an opportunity to reflect on where I have traveled.
Every night I dream of new departures and every morning I start anew.
Every now and then I write because I have too much in my head to remember that I can travel beyond the borders of this box or that box. Maybe some of what I write will engage others who, like me, travel because they are too restless to stand still and too contemplative to wander without reflection and without hope for resurrection.
