ONE WEEK TO GO

The final countdown has begun. Time is ticking out from underneath all of my assumptions, by structures, my social comforts and norms. I am preparing to embark into what is unknown. Into the future. Beyond my past, beyond what I can even imagine. It is so exciting and also excruciatingly nervous. I skitter from one extreme to another. From being jubilant and floaty to being nervous and rumbly. My building blocks that construct my world image seem to be growing transparent. Like the caves of my mind and all of my experience are turning into holes in the air, or pockets in clouds. Everything begins to loose material. To diminish in solidarity and at the end, I will be free.