Coming Friday, I will be moving a lot. I will be across the country and I will be traveling virtually non-stop. Placing myself every night in a new home and finding peace and serenity there.
It’s stuff like this when I think to myself that this nomadic aspect, this inability to be tied down scares men.
I know what I want, but I also don’t know what I want. I’m healing and broken and I move around a lot because I have an open mind.
I wonder if I’ll ever meet someone who will hold me down.