seven

  

most seven year olds start to think about the future and understand their place in the world they live in. for this seven year old it has been a tumultuous journey growing up, pulling around baggage that refused to go missing. as she got older she finally opened it up, gave up a whole lot she had been hoarding so that she didn’t have to keep paying fines, and started to pack it with things that filled up without taking up much weight. but there was that deadweight that couldn’t be thrown away. it anchored her to a home she wondered about for the past seven years – a home she got lost and couldn’t find her way back to. and she carried that baggage with her no matter which corner of the world she wandered to.

at seven she’s still wandering/wondering how to get home.

Happy Valentines’ Day.