Puzzled

Ain’t life a puzzle?

A thought of a different future is drawing near… and I am fighting old patterns.

In ten years expectations of me will be different.

The world will be different too, or our perception of it.

This change of consciousness is everywhere and I find it fascinating.

I am not worried. I know things will transform in our pace.

Surrounded by people that are rooting for me.

I wish I could tell them I knew where my finish line is.

I am running aimlessly. But somehow, enjoying it.

Maybe I do know, deep down, the design I’m in.

It’s just too early for insight

The pieces are

all over me.