It has been a considerable amount of time amidst confusion. An equal amount of time in some form of hyper-fixated understanding, though the two seem to blur so much when each feels so visceral. As usual I resolve at the blessing, when I think of all the wonderful people in my life who continue to help guide me toward a better sense of connection to things. To try and understand this experience we live, and get closer to the potential of expression I always feel drawn to.

Each moment I breathe.

Nostalgia has always been the sickly sweet longing, just to see and feel things how I once did. Alas, it seems the only constant of life is change. I look back to study and remember things that may help me, but then raise my head with some smile in my heart at the future. We must continue on to see how it unfolds. There is much I wish to do.