The door is shut. Maybe forever. One would like to go back and wallow in the familiar. If only one could.... This takes time to forsake the loss in the mind. But the heart would keep looking back.
Sometimes the lack of choices does not lead to a clearer vision. Sometimes compulsions also require the clutches of deliberate effort. It is at this juncture, between the known and the unknown, I stand today. And thus we begin....
About Me
- indigodawns
- This blog is an attempt: an attempt to understand, to scratch the surface, to dig deeper.
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