What would I do?

Touching base... I must confess the last 8 odd years have been a loop.
A loop of good , bad and ugly and surprisingly poetic.
Round and round I go. A tired reel with pictures and a story.
Forever seeking , hoping , hiding and praying.
Caring about them , crying for acceptance.
Pleading for love and performing at a circus with the most obnoxiously loud clothes.
I think its come to a standstill. I knew this year would be about change.
I just knew. It hasn't disappointed thus far. A lot happened thus far. To me, to the world
I once wrote about a juggernaut breaking through walls.
I don't think I need him anymore.
I suppose I'm saying that I think I can find the door now. So the need for bursting through walls is unnecessary and obsolete.
So also is a lot that stood important at one point.

On so many occasions when I'm overwhelmed with emotion..I often ask myself what would the sane, practical me do?... what would the sane , practical side of me advice another to do?
It is seldom that the one's who preach , end up following their own advice.
So I ask myself why the hell not? Lets give it a shot. Let me follow my own advice.
I know what I would tell another....
It's just the perfect time to listen to the rational and selfish side of me.

There's no black or white
right or wrong
There's just me and the world
Simple.

What would I do?
Live life on my terms, work towards the dream , protect my loved one's
Be happy.
Walk unto the wilderness , post gravity
Open the exit door... and not care to look back anymore.

What would I do?
I'd start afresh.
Begin once more...

So be it.

Beginning.