What a wonder.

When you have so much to say that you say nothing at all.

That middle place of learning yourself when you don’t know anything. I am a wonder to myself.

For the first time, I have no idea who I’ll become. And yet, likewise for the first time, I’ve never been so excited. 

The future has always been foreboding, anticipatory, that ever-present road I’m going down without any access to the brakes. And that hasn’t really changed. Time seems to chase me with every breath. Yet the future is also what I look to now — not the road beside me, not the dust behind me. Now I drive. I may not know where exactly I want to go, but I know the goal. 

Peace.