Yesterday before work I found myself wondering around the woods near my house. I found small foot trails and signs of wild animals. It looked as if deer had been running along the paths. I thought it was strange that no laws bind them really. They could go where ever they wanted, but they chose to wonder on that path. I wondered if they'd been the ones to make an keep the path similar to a bird who has memorized the way south for the winter. If so, how many generations had kept that path? Was it recognized by scent or sight? Did they only come through at certain times and did they live near there? I'm sure they venture other places too. I'm sure they've seen all kinds of sights and smelled all kinds of plants. I wondered what part of their story does that trail belong to.
I then began to consider myself. What if I lived freely as those animals? What if I wondered, but always came home. What if I experienced many things and have seen many sights? What is stopping me and why am I letting it?
Explore.
Take care of yourelves
Be kind to one another
Be free
Love, A Schizophrenic