I am on a journey. I don’t know where I’m going or even when to ‘go’, all I know is that this is what I need to do. I have a lot of alone-time which is something I both like and dislike. So much thinking time, contemplative thoughts and reflection. This is who I am now, this is my life.

The road can take me places, but a journey can begin with a scent, a sound, or even a sight. I experience all those things, I am experiencing all those things. But I don’t know which path to take. I don’t see the path, but it’s there. Waiting for me.