Cocoons of Solace
At one point or another, we come to a fork in the road. Go left? Go right? Or pause for a while. You've been carrying all this baggage that your back has been strained and you have no other choice except to lay them down because if you don't, it will break. You will break. And when you look at the road ahead, you simply cannot move. For all those years that you've been taking charge, being bull-headed, controlling everything willing everything to go your way, you are finally tired. Your knees buckle, they fail you when you try to stand up. With all the noise, humdrum and chaos of the world you have built around yourself, your senses finally reach their limit and disintegrate. At this junction you call out for help. Anything or anyone to pull you out or at least help you climb out of the deep deep well you fell into. You seek comfort, respite, solace. Solace in friendship and family. Where boundaries of space, place or time do not matter. You pick up where you left off. J