"it's okay to get lost
every once in a while,
sometimes getting lost
is how we find ourselves..."
ever wake up in the middle of the night and feel like you don't know who you are anymore? like you took one too many turns without being present and now nothing looks... right?
last night i woke into one of these moments and wandered into the sewing studio and just sat there. communed with a few of my stitched and dyed fragments. expressions, really, of self. tiny bits of who i am. or was. or am yet to become. who knows which?
i need to be present more. to myself. to the expression of my own fragments. i've wandered... strayed a bit too far. become lost.
it's time to find me again..