I wonder where I’ll be in ten years?
Plans are plans. But things change.
Everything I am is a surprise to me.
Who did I become?
But I’m also proud.
I’m glad I am who I am.
But isn’t everyone?
“If _____ hadn’t happened, I wouldn’t be who I am today.”
But if shit didn’t happen the way it happened, you’d still be YOU
You’d just be a different version of yourself
And likely, just as fucking happy with who you “became.”
I had a dream last night that I swam from Asia to Africa
And the last leg of the trip, there were people
Swimming below me, playing African music
Dancing and singing to me
And I thought “Thank god I took this route
Because if I hadn’t, goddamn-
How would I have walked from Asia to Europe?”
And then the people below me disappeared
And I was surrounded by ghosts in a giant building of tunnels and homes
And I knew that I could see the ghosts
But I chose not to.
And someone from my past whispered,
“But how on Earth could you swim that far?”
And I said
“I’ve always been an excellent floater.”