What’s next?

This question endlessly repeats in my mind, begging me to answer. “What’s next?” “Who’s next?” “Where’s next?” Anything but now.

Before I even arrive I’m planning for the departure.

Missing the now, I’m busy in the future. Missing the here, I’m busy in the there.

Keeping today at bay.

I’m a drifter- moving in and out of the flow. Changing as the moon waxes and wanes. Dancing on the tide as it comes in and recedes again. Never staying here- always going there.

Everywhere is home.

Catch me while you can.

I’m gone with the sun.


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