I feel like a stranger in my own city. I still love Chicago, I always will, but there is something missing here. Maybe I have been here too long or just not moved around enough but I feel lost.
I was heading back into the city from the airport after leaving beautiful Miami and kind of had a bit of a meltdown to myself, in my head, which is where they usually happen. Nothing appeared as beautiful as it use to. I didn’t get that “it’s good to be home feeling,” I didn’t even feel like I was home. Something is missing and I can’t find anything to fill that feeling here. It didn’t help that Mother Nature welcomed me back with dreary skies and a 99% chance of rain but still, something is missing.
I was talking to my yoga instructor who is working on becoming a life coach and I explained to her my predicament. This is the most hippie shit ever but she said she felt like my spirit was somewhere else, like it was not settled or content and well…I agree. Although I wouldn’t have thought to talk about my spirit as much as my person in general but it’s true and has gotten so apparent that people are picking up on it now. It’s time for change. Give me a year and I’ll have it figured out. Its time…
Peace<3
G
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