Maybe UnDone by time, what ever I was thinking. I thought.
But then I have built a path back.
Actually not UnDone, same thoughts. But no desire to change anything. Not finished but perhaps exhausted... pretty much. I will let it hang there until tomorrow. See. I am looking at the center. That rotation of dark and light. That logic of how it simply goes. Is. The true-ness of nothing more than that. How and What, not why.
I am happy to find this consistency in my path of thought. Though sometimes I feel lost, I keep meeting my real self over and over on each small journey. Finding a simple companionship in that. Thinking about how travelling companions might not necessarily be on the same path but simply meeting now and then to share a moment along the way. How that can be just fine, the way it might go.