When I go back and watch videos I made three or four years ago, I feel heavy. I am glad I no longer comprise emotions of such weight. Though, the gravity of my sorrow is what caused me to share and listen. I wish I still carried the same companionship I sustained then.
I feel too confused these days with what man I should have already become. Back then, I knew I was on a path, becoming something, searching. Now I feel like I've walked down the path and I'm looking back at my footsteps, wondering where those imprints led me. Did I change paths? Do I forget the past?
Only God knows and I want to remain a listener.