There's no desire for a do-over and the idea is pointless.
This experience, these memories, hopes held-onto, carry-over fragments from another time.
That's the soul of everything.
It's about packaging this up and finding my 'element'.
How does this mix-bag, this jumble of things come together in some orchestra to play in harmony and sing a melody worthy of setting free?
I want to see my life as a picture - to have it still for a moment, long enough to pick out some lost detail and reconnect, spark something sadly forgotten but now newly rejuvenated.
To see things in their entirety and feel the joyous weight of abundance, the dots, fragments, pieces and parts becoming part of a larger one-ness that is me, my life and bringing me evening closer to those whose pictures bleed into mine.
A collage of life, of shared togetherness and of glaring into the distance, that spot on the horizon where we will meet again, smile and laugh and know.
