Detours

It isn’t clear where to go all the time. Some days it feels like I’ve taken five steps back—immense frustration has fallen upon me on these days. One character flaw I carry and openly talk about. I tell myself “Be curious about your flaws and rough edges. Write them down and learn why you express them.”

You see, detours will be ever present. Commonly traveled routes will need repair and improvement. Common maintenance. This is a reality that cannot be ignored or one becomes stuck in a cycle they don’t even know they’re in. From not being curious, how can one even notice a pattern?

Every cycle has a pattern, a repeating function, a sequence of cause and effect. A loop with a detour is still a loop.

I know not where the finish line is, I can only imagine crossing it. I know not where the detour will take me, only to trust and follow the signs laid before those to take the detour. Bright orange, easy to spot when you know what to look for. Hidden in plain sight in complacency.

A circulation of thought. A doubt I will reach anyone with these words, that I’m not doing enough to be seen. Am I wasting time on an old format?

Above is the downward spiral. Will these arrows lead me back to my main route? What should one do when the doubt creeps in? Who am I to say? I’ll trudge on in confidence. I may be wrong, but I will know when I no longer see the signs.

I’m on a detour you see, I’m finding my way back. Hope y’all have a happy Friday, and thank you for reading,

-P