Nov 26, 2020
1 min read
Where are you going?
A poem
A new step, down a new road, in a new direction. I still have the same old map and the same old compass hoping maybe this time I get to a new destination. But if I am once again back where I started I don’t think I will go anywhere for a little while. I don’t think I’ll find my bearings for a little while. I think I will stay lost until I’m found. Things aren’t looking up they’re going down.
