It isn’t Monday I let pass me,

but the right to stop when I could.

Instead I overworked my eyes, making it hard to even write this post.

As the leaves begin to fall through the summer heat, I realize no wonder things keep changing around me.

I look at the lessons in my life and wonder if I give myself enough space to rest.

In trying to escape a world of “dualism”, I’m always faced with choices.

How could I pick?

I think about those who I’ve met and have seen more and done more than me;

I imagine what they’d say to me.

I look at the journey I’ve set for myself ahead, wondering what lies next.

I’m glad you’re here with me on this trip.

Even if it were no one,

I’m glad it’s you.

-Natalia

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