Lost ... I feel lost. Like I've lost a part of Me somewhere along the way, and didn't even realize it was missing for way too long. No clue where or when or how, maybe it just faded away little by little.
A little empty inside. Like wanting to know something, but not knowing enough to even form the right question to ask.
If I was missing something that didn't matter, then I wouldn't care that it was gone. And for a long time, I didn't miss it - but I do now. So it must have mattered once, whatever it is.
But if I don't know what's missing, how will I know if I find it again?
I just know I needed to write. Nothing in particular, just write, get it out there in the open. Maybe admitting a piece of Me is missing is the first step toward finding it again.
