I held my breath and made a wish. I would tell you what I wished for, but then it wouldn’t come true. And as hardcore cult members, I’m sure you understand.
Since coming back in February, I’ve had some serious self-revelations.
Sometimes as humans, I think sight is easily lost. People lose themselves in jobs or relationships. After you’re left wandering in a grey spiraling smoke cloud you have no recollection of creating, it’s not always easy to carve an exit.
I’m wondering if it’s time for some years in the States. I guess I know for a fact that it is… facing it, twisting it into a workable shape, and figuring out how has been… well
… one day you can read the book about it.