My Path, My Continuum

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Determined  but complacent.
Productive but exhausted.
Loved but isolated.
Motivated but struggling.
Thoughtful but stoic.
Unsatisfied but full.

Me vs. my surroundings.
Me vs. my expectations.
Me vs. myself, my identity, my home.

Home.
Home isn't here.
There isn't home.
A continuum.
Not a place but a path.
I am stuck. Lost.
My continuum.
My path.

8 months ago I detoured.
A new path.
A new place.
Challenges.
Knowledge.
Opportunities.
Loneliness.

Determined  but complacent.
Productive but exhausted.
Loved but isolated.
Motivated but struggling.
Thoughtful but stoic.
Unsatisfied but full.
My new path.

Places, People, Responsibilities:
Obstacles on my path.

I am the creator of my path, my continuum.

I am determined.
I am productive.
I am loved.
I am motivated.
I am thoughtful.
I am full.






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