The sun sets behind deep clouds, welcoming a dark velvet sky, moonlight trickles down. Music seduces the patio garden as turquoise tides caress white sands.
Life lately has been a sea of emotions and at times I feel drowned, the currents are strong and at times drag me under. Yet on the surface I appear calm only showing slight ripples as they break my surface.
Wanderlust lurks in me. It’s the trail of petals leading to my departure, the wind which whispers to my heart and face, promising of lessons and growth. I sigh as it strangles my life, in its beautiful grip. A journey is not simply getting from A to B in a physical sense, yet in a mental sense too. Until we understand the tides of our own emotions, we will not understand life itself.
I have been busy mentally planning for an upcoming trip overseas, that is much needed and wanted. This is the longest in my life that I have not journeyed and everyday is becoming consumed in my restless energy.
Nothing satisfies the man who is not satisfied with a little – Epicurus