I’d feel much better to be on the road again.
My destination allows me to feel at home. Won’t you pardon me for a moment? Those are the happier times waiting at the door, I must let them in.
What joy I have when happiness comes with the good times. A smile every morning as I’m greeted by the rising sunshine.
Won’t lose hope, because I can’t lose hope. Because without it, can one really carry on and reach their destiny?
A simple look in the mirror, perhaps going back to where it all began. But I was reminded that I know where I’m headed on my path. Don’t know when nor do I know how, but deep down I know it’s meant to be.
