North Star

Direction

Turning Point

The Return from Exile

I did not know my life was about exile. I only knew there was a pressure in my body that did not match the surface of my life, a restlessness I could not explain, a distance in my own voice, and a strange feeling that even when I was present,

Direction

While the Bridge Is Built

I can stay here while the bridge is being built. I cannot stay here if the bridge is being blocked. That sentence has become the clearest way I know how to describe the difference between patience and stagnation. I am not saying I need to leave tomorrow. I am not