Tuesday, 18th July 2017

Life is not so much a circle but a conical spiral staircase
A sadly comical sort of gradual incline up a pyramid
The first few cycles are the longest, the most intriguing and often terrifying, though with honesty and naive belief in your direction
Then it starts again
Certain things seem similar though still unknown, a soft sense of deja vu, a love story, a heartbreak, struggles and disappointments, hope and adventure
And again it goes round
But this time you can see a certain pattern underneath your feet, if you look down you can see where youve already walked and you begin to see the structure of it, the struggles of hope and disappointments of adventure
But now you know you are also climbing something and that with every step forward you are also writing your past, a future point to look upon from above
There's no need to look backwards but to look below sometimes, and also above to the fog covered trail
There's always compromises and what gets lost along the way is hard to reclaim but there are also the promises of new adventures or revisiting old ones with new perspectives