My Bingo Socks: The Cycle of My Light: Abandoned, Hung Up, The Big Catch, and Cracked Open

People, things, ideas...we are all inspired by something.

If we have nothing to wake up our senses, drive us through life and make us choose paths we will end up wandering aimlessly in the dark.

I found myself wandering around in the dark one day, more like running through the dark really fast tripping over my own fears. Lost little burned out lightbulb.

All I needed was a voice in my corner. To be picked up and turned on so that I could see again. So I could feel confident about where I was going. And in it walked.

But, I wasn't ready to be cut off and left alone. I was hung-up and scattered in a dead tree. Hoping and wishing that I could untangle this mess.

So I regrouped and waited. Secretly fishing in dimmer light, yet not giving up. Never give up. Baiting for something huge, something that would bring back the inspiration and let me know that I am going the right way.

So I picked a place to stay a while, content without a cord. No tangled mess. Next to opportunity, to the future, to more that is unknown.....waiting for a knock.....and then it came.

Abandoned