I ran away in 2003... landed in a state far away... ended up homeless... moved here to Montana... but decided to face old demons and traveled back to Costa Rica... traveled to England... moved to Costa Rica... traveled to Europe and around the world... lived in Thailand... now resting back here in Montana.
Was it life or death? I dunno; but, one decision led to another. I couldn't have predicted it.
I've been back in Montana three months... too long imho. Should've been here in April and Thailand in July. It's a long trip: 10 time zones west, 14 east. I've flown both. One word: exhausting.
When I look in the mirror Tomorrow looks back.
I see the outcome of all that has occurred.
The planned and the unexpected, the good and the bad.
The future comes to me like raindrops in a hurricane.
There are moments when I wish I could use my knowledge to change what is for me but what could be for you.
Alas a message from me is like a postcard without a stamp left to be lost in the mail of time.
I often feel like I am staring at a photograph of the past haunted be what I cannot change.
But some outcomes shine above the rest as I see dreams come to life and hopes fulfilled more beautifully than ever imagined.
Prompt: "WRITE A POEM ABOUT WHAT TOMORROW KNOWS." for "EIGHT - 06.28.24"
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