Safety is a Prison

It has been far too long since my last entries and for my apathetic approach to my writing, I apologize. I have endured a barrage of monotony in this predictable life. The fierce winds of social expectation have cut me to the core. The debt I paid took more than my financial resources. As water sustains and nourishes us, it also squelches a roaring fire. In my case, the nourishment that we all need and pursue placed me into a circular prison like a hamster without purpose or ambition. That time spent paying debts; that time spent impatiently waiting, is coming to an end.

Without a home, everywhere becomes nothing more than somewhere. My home is my epicenter. It is what sustains me in my times of need and yet it is a lethal medicine that I have abused for too long. The road is fire and it is my love. It burns away my bonds and wraps it’s arms around me. Free again I traverse into the new, searching for a frontier. The lush country of Costa Rica has called out to me and I have answered back favorably.

Published in: on 07/09/2011 at 6:50 pm  Leave a Comment  

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