She just resonated BIG time today. All week has been a struggle with one thing or another blog related. Ugh. I think she might have a wee drinking problem lol, but otherwise I love what she’s written in this post.
Last week on The Buddha, I wrote this in a puff of deflated, uninspired breath.
Finding Stella J. McKenna today on Medium was kismet.
It’s a great post!
Reminds me not to take myself so seriously. And we ALL need a reminder of that sometimes.
See ya soon!
Not sure what it is about traveling on the bus that makes me feel so nostalgic. Perhaps, because a good part of this life has been spent on buses traveling from one life to another. One family to another. One lover to another. Seeking identity. Searching for kindness. Wanting love. Moving in between the grays of safety and abuse.
Feels like I’ve been doing this a long time. Chasing a thing. Running from a thing. A lonely traveler carrying a bag packed with little pieces of me. Faithfully transient. A contemplative companion to the lonely roads I see through rainswept windshields.
Aware always.
Of the sadness that travels with me.
And the life I never lived.
Bus blues? Maybe.
But it’s a thing.
Today.
