If you’ve ever lost someone. If you’ve ever found someone. If you’ve ever reached out hoping to find a hand to guide you. If you’ve wanted to save someone. If you’ve been saved by someone. If what you chase eludes you. If you’ve captured what you seek. If you’ve felt close to someone and so far all at once. If your footprints guide those behind you. This is for you, and for me. I have chased and I have looked…
I am in love with endings. They are beautiful, tragic, hopeful and sorrowful all at once. They are death. They are roads ending at walls. They stop us where we are and force us to question what that place has become. To put it simpler: They are beginnings. They are life. They are rebirth. This end of another year does not symbolize the end of one thing as much as it does the beginning of another. And with all beginnings,…