what's next?
originally written 08.16.02

look at what i've
done. i've left myself
in a place so
new to me. a place
i never knew could be
so desirable to be.
i've gotta be me.
but now, this place
is so different from
where i am used to
being. nothing is
familiar...things unwanted
are now things i long
for. this place allows me to
independent and free.
i've gotta be me.
i'm not looking
back, but only forward.
eyes not focused on
anything in particular...just
the idea of living a life
so limited in time, but
infinitely free in spirit.
i like the idea of
not knowing what's next
to come. let it rain.
let the sun shine. let
the wind blow. let
me be me.