Middle of the week.

Heading for the end...not soon enough. The view is empty. The sun took a break, but no rain in sight. Sun will back today; my half ripe tomatoes will be pleased.

A week of invaded memories. Good, bad and indifferent, each holds a key to where I am today. Looking back not always a wise decision, but sometimes necessary to see where we come from. Odd seeing an end or a completion of something one held as forever. The view seems to be widening out and one is trying to figure out just how did I end up here? I followed the path.

Maybe by seeing all these moments that created the current space one can gain strength and move forward. But at times it is overwhelming and suffocating. Seems not be enough room for it all anymore. Letting go, of what who knows.

The morning and nights will continue to fall. Each brings an opportunity for more; it is up to us to seek more from them. Look forward and gather the new moments as the future lies ahead. Holding the unknown out to us. Seek that and one may find another piece of there Truth.

Peace.