better than hopping on the I-10

How I long for a beautiful, unending love. Honesty got me to new places, it seems. But I don’t really know where I am right now. And that terrifies me, because I am unsure of the destination that actually lies ahead. Is there a “correct” path to take? 

The idea of what lies on different paths is something beyond that which I am capable of comprehending. It’s like trying to get to City Park from the Marigny on a Sunday. The route will be highly detoured, scenic, and full of joy. If I let the joy of the ride take me, I might not end up at the originally intended destination. But it’s better than hopping on the I-10 (even though it may be the fastest). 

I’m happy I got to be honest regardless, even if I didn’t have all of the right words to say. I hope I am guided to the correct words in the future. Let the spirit of love and peace come over me and create in me a pure-intentioned heart as I see where truth leads me. 

-s

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