It's funny how you can be just a going on with and about your life doing what you do and then everything you have always known, no longer makes any sense.
An internal tornado forms and begins to swing and the winds become strong and uproot what was planted, tossing things and people so far away they cannot be recovered. Destroying things and relationships you found precious even though they were useless in your life, but you kept them because you found them pretty to behold.
With the land clear of debris, somehow the real you finds its way to the surface ready to bud, ready to grow, ready to transform, ready to be everything you was created to be, ready to blossom, ready to reproduce after your own kind, ready to transform your surroundings, ready to bring joy, not caring about being admired...ready to begin a new.
Welcome to the world, we've been waiting on you.
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