when all's been lost but you've been found
Life has taken me for a ride, and dropped me off in an unfamiliar place. But I do not think it has been unkind, nor has it forgotten where I was from; it is merely leading me towards where I’m meant to be. I suppose the whole point of getting into the car is to actually leave. I doubt I’d be able to return even if I wanted to, having seen and changed too much along the way. How can you go back to a life you once had, when that version of you does not exist anymore?
So now, I start again. This time, without fear. This time, awake.