The Path I’ve Carved

‘I’m silent. This is it.’

Standing in a field, snow falling. In the nighttime I bear a great burden, looking down at what is before me; at what is to come. Though I am together with the countless people I have made my family, when they sleep below I am alone; staring at the universe, my thoughts echoing in the stars.

Everything; the people I’ve met, the things I’ve done throughout my life, the path I’ve carved myself; has brought me to this; this moment, this field up on the hill, this night. I am preparing once and for all to step out into the unknown. I’m nervous, I’m nostalgic, I’m full of anticipation.

I’m silent. This is it.