The history that has passed me by, is forever turning over in the back of my mind. It is hard not to make comparsions, and finger through all experiences with a history as support. BUT, on reaching new fields of sight, somehow the chains of the past are broken from my mind. I have found newness, I have found something of great importance, so fragile, with such potential. Can this mind handle a new day? I give all trust to it's ability to do so.

... "take it easy".

love,