The Journey.

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It took a while, but I finally got there.

I'm not sure how, but at least I know where.

This little trip my mind has been on, is probably the most thrilling thing I've ever done.

Because somehow, in this crazy mind I call mine, -in this life where I watch out for time; time that seems still at first but also seems like it flies.

The questions that I hear, the answers that I give and the emotions I feel, heavily reflect on what I write.

Earlier today I heard a voice. I'm not sure if it was familiar or not. I'm not sure if it was in my head or if it was my conscience. I'm not so sure.

But earlier today I heard a voice,  and it asked me questions.

I was on a path.

A path leading to something I'd definitely never done before. A path leading to self destruction or absolute redemption, I'm not so sure where I stood.

But I heard the voice. And it asked; "Do you know what you're doing?"

I didn't hesitate to reply. "Of course not"

The voice didn't hesitate to question further as well. "So then why are you doing it?"

If my heart could shrug, I'm certain it would have as I said; "I don't know it's just liberating. I mean it feels that way..."

"But is it the right thing to do?"

"Does it feel right?"

It asked a bunch of very similar questions, before it asked me one last one.

Before it asked the one that seems to be the most important, at least to me. So like an adult whispering gently to a child, saying every letter carefully so that each word could be understood. The voice asked me ; "Are you happy?"

And I quietly replied "like never before".

It probably just required a 'yes' or 'no' but somehow even that wasn't enough, so I  continued 'the future had never been so appealing'. And somehow words weren't enough anymore so I smiled, the type people claim reach your ears, or is it eyes they say. Those genuine heartfelt smiles that you could never fault.

And then I said;

"It took a while, but I finally got there.

I'm not sure how, but at least I know where."

Before I added;

"But somehow I'm still on my way."


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