So I am here again, the sunset is calling me. Guess my time to leave is soon. Ha... Remember that time I tricked you to get on a log that lead nowhere and threw you over into the river. Yeah, that was great. Although you would say otherwise. Or that time I saw you cry, you couldn't stop. We cried together holding each other. I wished that moment wouldn't have ended. I wish I could be there for all of it. I wish I could hold on to this time and place with every fiber of my being. But my soul is that of a Nomad's. Always knew it, since a child I wanted to run away and leave. Not because of anything or one. But because I just did. You may not know this, but I use to sneak out at night when no one was around, my mother had a beautiful white rose garden. I would lay on the stone path looking at the moon in its many different phases. Counting shooting stars and reaching to grab them. So far away, so distant, so bold on their paths. I wished on so many of those stars.
I guess what I am trying to say is, I know there is beauty here. And most of it is because your here. But I know I have to be like those stars going boldly into the unknown. Why? Because maybe someone will need that wish that only my bold light can give. Know that those moments together are what keep me shining bright.
These are moments I have rearranged in my life to twist into my story. I have been busy and running around like crazy building more memories and preparing for more stories and fun to come. And expanding my own mind to reach for more. I am not sure what lays ahead, but I would never want to know the whole path... Because wheres the growth in that?
Sorry, on a long vacation for more memories. Will write you soon.