Of My Hiatus

It’s been about six months since my website went offline and I’m sure there have been a least a few wondering why and where I’ve been. Mostly, I’ve been getting older and dealing with all the wonderful surprises that comes along with that. Read More

I’m trying to find a song that’s on the tip of my tongue so I’m going through my entire library searching for it. Tonight’s songs might be a little old school for your tastes, just a forewarning.

It’s been a long four years. February 08, 2020. That’s the day I rented a storage unit and put my life on hold. It’s funny how if you just act like you’re invisible and meaningless long enough, you can eventually become exactly that— a shadow in your own story, drifting through the days until you're ready to step back into the light.

I’m ready.

Wait for me and I’ll return,

Only wait very hard. 

Wait as you’re filled with sorrow as you watch the yellow rain. 

Wait as the wind sweeps the snowdrift. 

Wait in the sweltering heat. 

Wait when others have stopped waiting,

Forgetting 

their yesteryears. 

Wait even when from afar no letters come to you. 

Wait even when others are tired of waiting. 

Wait even when my family think I am no more,

And when friends sit around the fire drinking to my memory. 

Wait, and do not hurry to drink to my memory too. 

Wait 

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for I’ll return. 

Defying every death,

And let those who do not wait say that I was lucky. 

They will never understand that in the midst of death,

You, with your waiting, saved me. 

Only you and I will know how I survived

–

Because you waited as no one else would. 

“In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.”

— Rumi