A New Path

Sep 04, 2025

So many stones.

I strapped them onto my back.

What a burden.

The weight of others' opinions I carried.

Allowing each stone to mould itself into my bones until

it reshaped me.

For years, I dragged this baggage around.

A donkey with labels.

By whose decree should I accept this schlep?

I need no stamp of disapproval based on backstories of long ago.

What is done is done.

One by one, I place each stone in the light of the sun.

As I pave a new path.

Free from the dirt of my history.