On This Night...



I was told "I wanna be just like you when I grow up" to something I thought might be a problem.  I figured that my need to let all things go was a departure from what I know to be permanent when in fact it is a realization of the futility of it all.  She told me I had crossed over into the next phase where "I do me".  She made sense.  She is my older sister :-)

I have a strong desire to strip myself of all things unnecessary and just focus on the bare essentials.  Trying to build a life upon pillars of the past doesn't work.  Those pillars were made for whatever the past weight needed.  They can no longer sustain what I'm trying to build.  There are those that never move past what they have passed.  I choose not to go that route.  I need to create something new, different and beautiful.  Something I can be proud of.  I can hear the winds calling again and it's all I care about.  Apollo will publish the book he has completed...in time.  All the while sailing the winds that take him to where he belongs.  The place where beauty and truth kiss.  The place where love is real.  That place where he can get hurt again...

It's where he belongs...