A key.

Something dandy about having one. The key to what is not even what matters but the key represents so much in so many ways. The word inspires and allows change and movement. Walking forward alone.

Oddly enough I have spent most of my life with others within reach and now I find at this halfway point alone. A very odd feeling. I turn often thinking I have left something behind, but where I am not sure. Sharing feels good. Somehow I always thought that would be there and now it seems to be lacking in ways. Mentally and physically it leaves a space that just seems to be empty. To share once in a lifetime moments in person is splendid and missed.

Not that I am in a rush to fill it all up, but the opportunity to stand next to someone and view life ahead would be nice. We learn from one another and from each of our unique experiences and perspectives. Friends and family help us create our path. And it is odd when you find yourself physically standing alone. A presence is important and sometimes you can forget that but in the end it will catch up with you.

Peace.