lens.
sometimes, it takes the experience of becoming something entirely different than what and who we were before, for us, to realize where we’d been.
to understand these footsteps can not only help us know who we were, but they can help us know who we are becoming, too.
it’s a dreadful thing, feeling the love and wonder that was in you has faded. may the fox always come along.
it’s faded, yet when you catch its scent, and it stirs you into life, it’s as if all that was lost is alive once more. 