I have learned that most of the time, it is the slightest thing, the gentle breeze that changes the direction of my life most severely. The merest breath of circumstance, a random moment that connects like a meteorite striking the earth, laying waste to everything I thought was important and shinning a light on all that which really is. I find myself grasping at straws as I navigate my recent attempts at self-sabotage. Demons that have gorged on my mind and soul only a few months back, have somehow disappeared. I don't hear their whispers anymore, and I suddenly find myself with my own thoughts, which are neither twisted or sad, lonely or angry, tormented or fleeting. They are simply ... at peace.
