Visions in the Desert

I never post anymore. I don't know why. I think I've resorted to the notebook that goes everywhere with me. But here I go.

I feel like I am walking through a desert. Up ahead of me I see the most beautiful creation. So I stand at it and stare, afraid that if I pursue after it, I will find what I thought so beautiful to be nothing but a mirage. I stand and stare, afraid that if I do nothing, I will die in the desert. So I choose to run for it.

See you next year.