sigh

can it really be october?

time is slipping away from me and it makes me sigh,
first because I am happy that time does not drag since I am just surviving and making ends meet right now (as far as dreams and ambitions go)
second because it means that I am getting closer to what I don't know...

The future comes quickly-
a relief because it means something new is close,
scary because I don't know what that new thing is

But I have been convinced- after a round about drive home through dark hauntingly beautiful hills- that being lost is ok.
Moving forward for now is what to do.
Lord meet me in the rolling lostness.