A Lone Gypsy boy

This month was the first time I took some alone time and enjoyed it in who knows how long. At some point all my alone time had become consumed by another activity. If I wasnt at work at my 9-5, I was being an entrepreneur. It had began to get exhausting and dare I say “routine.” I was fine with that because it was helping me accomplish goals, but it also was mundane. Ordinary is the closest to death I will ever get, so i try to avoid it all times. Though life and work had its drama, they weren’t even the cause.

It’s wasn’t because I needed to get away from the world, I just needed to get closer to me. The world was getting enough of me. So I attended some events alone! Which was dope af, and more so a learning lesson for me. About my aura.. my presence. How I don’t need the accoutrements. Met a cool group of sailors who told me I could get on one of their boats and travel the world with them RIGHT NOW.! I declined of course but the idea of it made the old me come alive for a second. At some point I forgot the free gypsy boy who went and lived where ever…all alone. I’m starting to remember him, it’s exciting.