to be a mystery
May 15, 2025
Sometimes I wish I could be a mystery.
That I could change all my accounts to private, post photos of animals and sunrises with no context.
To never answer a single question about where I am going, who I am with, or what I want out of life.
Sometimes I wish I could explore without showering others in my excitement, because if I don’t, they will worry.
Sometimes I just want to be.
not excited but ready
not miserable but present
not poetic but raw
but that doesn’t make for good conversation.
& no matter how deeply that calls to me - the seclusion, the privacy,
I still find myself here in the glow of the screen, recounting my memories and desires.
— sharing with the masses how mass-less I wish to become.
because as a storyteller,
stories must be told, even if they are my own.