I never expected today to be as it has become. Then again, the most outstanding events in life happen when we least expect them to occur. This evening as I was out to dinner with a very close friend of mine and some new acquaintances, I was met by a message upon my phone, and from who it was sent by was truly a surprise. I met this young woman randomly in a boutique as I was browsing new attire, some clothing with my mother and sister in a city far from home. The woman who worked at this store was sweet, younger than I yet had a depth to her soul that spoke to me, a yearning which wished to know something more than she was familiar with. I could not make out whether she was intrigued by the stories I shared of my love life or the simple adventures of my spontaneous travels. Which ever may be the case, she was dazzled by the romance of heart ache, true love, the risk of being alive and simply the fact that after all such chaos, a smile remained true and steady upon my face which leads me to passionately write of, always. She messaged me this late evening to share the fact in which my writing has inspired her to permanently mark her sweet skin with a touch of ink. Oh my, how such news can bring joyful tears to my eyes. To know that the journey in which I have embarked upon, in which has touched a soul so profound and so deeply can change the outlook of our meaning here. There, as simple as it is, I am satisfied. This journey is all that I live for. I write not to remember nor to collect but to share and embed the truth upon which we mask as individual souls. Oh to touch one another in such a universal level, as it pierces such truth and stains our heart with life, we will never be the same.
Los Angeles, CA
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