stay till we're caught at last

i'm on the verge of something that i don't think i can name quite yet. it is all feelings beneath the skin, and a strange sense of peace.

there are things i want that i am not sure i'll ever have, but then again nothing is impossible. and, i'm not sure that this feeling has anything to do with choices and decisions, or even love. it is more simplistic then that, more like the steps to a hidden path are finally showing through the brush and rubble.

perhaps i am fooling myself, there is ever a risk of that in anything one does. or maybe, just maybe, i am starting to sort my life out.

caught by the river ~ the doves