I got lost and I loved it,
it felt like freedom and change,
almost like being in a completely new place.
From that stance of disorientation,
so many things came to light,
I forgot how good it was to not know a thing,
and how it felt to laugh.
To feel no burden at all, and just live a day at a time,
to remember what was forgotten, and not think about what „might“.
In that loss I found my self, the one that was ignored,
and I let my self go, to where ever I might like.