Which way? I ask again which way.
Is it up, down round, around.
I’ve tried so many times to understand the need to comes to terms with this question as life has an unfortunate way of getting in my way on a day to day basis.
I’ve been on this journey for so long and for so long thought the quest was over that my life had settled to the point where there was not much else that might occur in my life other than the day to day hum drum of it all.
That’s ok I think, and I thought it was ok even though like everyone else I yearned for a love in my life but as long as most of the women I came in contact with run at a rapid rate away from me, despite soap changes, deodorant challenges and an attempt to improve my fashion sense had all come to nought.
I was convinced life was going to be the same old same old day in and day out. I was ok with that as I had a life, it wasn’t as if I was homeless and shirtless I was and am doing ok.
If I was to be alone then so be it.
Then something happened and I was not sure what to do or how to deal with it.
Someone wrote back, answered, engaged and soon more letters followed, flowing from my fingertips, back and forward and I like what has happened.
However the effort has required me to ask this question as to which way, which way is best for me.
I could go round, I could go up I could go around but all the time the same answer will be arrived at.
I want it, need it, desire it.
Its all go.