the open spaces

"Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds — and done a hundred things " - John Gillespie Magee, Jr., High Flight

i've revisited the words that have defined me through the years, and somehow i've earned a new found purpose. i would like to try again. start from ground zero and watch everything reach sky high. there may be no silver lining after all, no cosmic realizations, no mind shattering truth or life altering discoveries, but at least i tried.

i just need to be whole again. i need to write and feel the ink lined pages of my passage through time. i still believe that pain is not the worst thing in the world, forgetting is...