The return... We must return. From "the same" path that we entered.The return will be quicker, much quicker. The climb up was long, hard, beautiful and agonizing. The return will be purely apocalyptic. There comes a time/realization that future and past are the same, can be known.
I recognize the pathways. I walked, climbed, crawled, jumped, paved them myself.
People have so many misconceptions about “menopause” (what a word!), “aging”, “life”, “youth”… Thus society celebrates and respects none...
What a journey! Our words can’t yet find correct descriptions.
As I am contracting, so I am expanding. As I am withdrawing from society, so am I relating, communicating with/for those who understand.
