Stream of consciousness


Dear Seafarer,

I begin again. I want to go for a run. I’m having flashes about the university pathway which reminds me of a Ghibli film, with the tumbling greens against the brick walls, and the grass, and a secret opening fringed with leaves, which looks like the portal to a different dimension. I wanna find my passion. I want to be employed. I want things to click and make sense between two seemingly abstract, unrelated events. I want every shred of uncertainty and angst and soul searching to slowly consolidate into meaning, like the stars aligning. I want to graduate under the sun, with the sleeves of my cloak rippling softly in the wind. I want to laugh so hard my sides hurt. I want to fall in love. And be loved in return. I want to be confident. I want to be sure of myself. I want my perspectives to shift. I want to be opened up. I want to be broken free.

I want to be happy.

Take me to wonderful places, to exactly where I’m meant to be. Take me on wonderful adventures. Let me meet good people. Not so good people. Let me see ugliness. Let me see beauty. Let me be awe-inspired. Let me learn and live and grow. Let me be completely reborn.

Here we go again. 


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