Vivid

Vivid the feeling. Going a step back, not even a detour, but we can never be so linear, after all, backwards and detours are illusions, all that exists is forwards, with different levels of blindness. The feeling is there again, the events starting it developing organically, as I like it. I was an agent, but I was merely being guided by a great All, the one who has led me to all points of my life I should have been to and was at. All one has to do is to take its hand. How exhilarating. 'Vivid' is the right word. How quick a Day of Daze can morph back into a Mission. How life and strength appear from nowhere back into me when all there was before was the threat of the Languishing. • Is this what I'm about? Little missions, little pockets of light, streams that break the mold, that swerve around it. My instinct never does me wrong. I feel alive. I feel fear, anxiety, worry that I'm making the wrong choice, that I'm wasting time. But these are the very feelings that tell me I won't feel fear, anxiety, regret and most definitely that I was wasting time. There's a whole life waiting ahead filled with plenty of opportunities to waste time and this isn't it. • Sometimes one has to go backwards in order to move further forwards, or, rewording from what I said before, one has to go forwards in order to move further forwards. Destiny, I am ready for another step!