Back To Me

There’s a famous quote by Atticus that goes something like, “I lost my way all the way to you and in you I found all the way back to me.”
I felt that.
I know what it means to get lost and finding the way back.
I understand what it feels like not to know what direction to go next.
I can get what someone means when they say that life just starts flashing by, and next thing you know, you’re 50 years old, and you don’t see what you’ve done worthwhile.
I’ve lost myself in plenty of things, and I think we all do.
I’ve lost myself in the girls.
I’ve lost myself in my job.
I’ve lost myself in friendships.
There are times where I realize that I’m lost, and there are other times in which I don’t realize until it’s too late.
The times that I can appreciate the most are the times where I get lost, and I find an even better beginning.
I think of a maze.
I’ve gotten lost in so many mazes, and most times, just when I think I find the way, I find out that I’m just back at the starting point.
I’ve finally started to realize that it took me a lot of mistakes and a lot of work on getting rid of pride to find a new beginning.
I don’t know where to go from here, but I know that going backward is not the way.
I like it better here.
I want to build from this point on. I want to throw everything that I know or everything that I thought I knew out the window.
I just want to start fresh and figure out the new steps.
I can expect to see myself back in this same spot in the future, but I want to get wiser each time.
I can’t promise that there will be fewer mistakes, but I do know that I want to make different ones.
Making the same old mistakes gets tiring. I’m sick of wasting energy on the same stupidity.
I want to embrace the new journey, find a new circle, and water my self because I’m ready to grow.