Where do I go?
Lost on a road headed nowhere is inspiring. It’s where I have the most potential to be anything I want. In this space, everywhere is destination.
How is this soul searching? Looking for a home in places I left abandoned. Time had become the perfect scapegoat. The thing I blamed for casting away a world I once held dear. It had always been my fault that I’m directionless.
So where can I go other than back from where I came? The answers I search for had always been inside me. Soul searching is simply looking at myself, not as the wanderer, but the home I neglected.