I’m free to do whatever I want. I don’t HAVE to be home at 5pm. I don’t have to answer to anyone. I can see anyone I want, I can do anything I want. And yet I don’t……because I feel lost.
I don’t like feeling lost. Like I don’t have an anchor. Nick was my anchor. Always pulling me home and to him.
I don’t have that anymore.
Earn pulls me home but as my child. Not as my life. Jegs and Sprint too, but as animals that need cared for.
I haven’t been ‘single’ since 1980.
(Oh shuddup you)
Jaysus…when I put it out there, that makes me feel OLD!
I’m not though. I have a lot of life left in me.
One day this wall around my heart will crumble. And I’ll find an anchor again.
I just need patience.