comin home

I been down to Georgia..

and,

I'm comin home, I'm comin home..

I'm writing a letter of apology.

Dear-..

To the annonymous it is received.

I am not only looking to apologize but to express gratitude. I am writing to say that I am comin home. I will be back soon and regardless of my condition I know that I will be embraced with wide open arms.

What can I say. I have never been in a place where I desired everything so little. I have always had this appeal for you and now it has seemed to have disappeared and I have realized something. It is a choice. Not only a choice but it is real. I don't know if it is about where you end up or what. I do know that where you begin isn't always where you end up and you do have a say in where you do end up, and with whom you end up. Yet through all of this I have allowed myself to make the obviously wrong decision. Yes obviously wrong decision. I am not much for the obvious.

It is just so hard to know, to find and seek..just to do. I think it is really a lot easier then I have made it. Though I realize this and it sounds pretty good, I know it is going to be hard. I also know that the first step is humbling myself because right now I have lost that and love. I do not have love for others and nor do I seem to care. I don't know exactly where this leaves me, but know that I leave this as a statement. Maybe trying is all it takes and maybe effort will lead to more, maybe it will lead to the place where my heart belongs. A step at a time they say. If it is not so I see no way through and that is why I leave it in your hands, not in some situations but all. I am small and you are great. I cannot compare. I can't do it alone. I must rely on you.

I end this with a salute to you. Be all you are and never cease.