Adventures

I travel far…far away, from myself

I hop and hop to many places, many avenues, and towns all in a circle

I take part in many ventures, parties, and events to fly away from my thoughts

I network with many faces, numerous tribes and groups… to avoid solitude

I fly and fly high towards the clouds with no specific direction… no maps… no GPS

I’m afraid that if I stop traveling, all of my worth, my power, and strength will dissipate

I’m afraid that if I don’t explore all the places, avenues and towns in routine… an explosion of chaos will flare up

I’m afraid that if I stop networking among many faces, numerous tribes and groups- I won’t know who I am

I’m afraid if I fall, my thoughts will consume my being… get the best of me

All that I have is my blinded faith to keep flying, no GPS, no maps, and no directions could ever help.