When Time Brings You Back to the Same Place
I haven’t written a blog in a long time because, for a while, I simply couldn’t find the words. Not because there was nothing to write about, but because there was too much. Too many thoughts crowded my mind at once, too many emotions that refused to settle into sentences, and too many questions that seemed to have no answers. Writing has always been a way for me to understand myself, but there are phases in life when even your own thoughts feel unfamiliar. Every time I sat down to write, I would stare at a blank page hoping the words would come naturally. They never did. So I waited. Days became weeks, weeks became months, and before I realized it, a long silence had settled between me and the pages that once felt like home. During that silence, however, one question kept returning to me. It appeared in different forms, on different days, but the feeling behind it remained the same. What do you do when time brings you back to the very place you once left? Do you start over from the be...
