The one thing I've always sought and still crave, is solitude, and I always find it. It's solitude in its various forms on a daily basis- running errands in the city on my own, visiting spaces alone, ensuring I get to have meals or at least a coffee alone, and much-needed solo vacations, et cetera.
With each passing year on this day of birth, I ask if my conscience is clear, how many inner demons still lurk, and how much baggage I still carry. Theoretically, all these ought to get a little lighter with the shifting sands of time as I learn the consequences of decision-making. Mine is definitely not a road less traveled. It's rather commonplace, almost normal. It's simply a few little decisions that set me apart from the main street and instead, take me on a parallel little lane that skirts around.
God, life and destiny have provided all that I could ever want. The tangible and the intangible. Heart's desires. Friends, blessings, health, an education, privileges and love in all forms. Perhaps two or three regrets; nothing in particular that gnaws at the soul. I find meaning in life, in its various aspects. I've never felt lost, or feel that I lack anything. I'm well aware all these are granted so that I may serve the larger community. My life is complete as it is, as it has been, as it shall hopefully be. May His grace and light guide and prevail. 37. Hey.