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PROMPT

Being lost in myself

I didn’t see what was around

All the time absorbed in my life

An existence which centered around me, only

My sorrows, my problems, my sickness and my woes

It is an intensely absorbing issue, the issue of my ego

But then

I found there are others

That I don’t exist in a hollow

I share my life with millions around me

If I have problems, they have troubles too

If I am suffering they have worries too

The amazing thing that really opened my eyes

That when shared , troubles and problems

Become less, become bearable as

We find that we are not alone

All is never glory or sweetness

But when we see that there is

Much around us to be grateful for

We find a sense of proportion and

The heart feels blessed and thankful

Now I…

This is where I found myself, all alone on this deserted beach.  I put in an online application to join the military, thinking this was the right move for me, getting to travel and explore the world while serving my country.  They would pay for my college tuition and if I stayed long enough I could get retirement benefits.  The problem I had was I did not know which branch I should choose, should I go into the Reserve, the National Guard or sign up for active duty in the Army, Marine Corps, Navy Air Force or the Coast Guard.  I knew that I was in good physical condition, of appropriate weight and I should have no problem being able to pass a standard physical screening.  There were some things that I knew I didn’t want to do, like jumping out of a plane, so I would not become a…

I remember when and where I lost myself. My old self, that is. It was November 2, 2007 at 8:01PM when I stepped onto the bus at Balustrade bus stop in Apeldoorn. I had decided this was it.

I phoned my old support coordinator at the training home. I’d just been told to leave the home’s premises, because according to the on duty staff, I was making them take unwarranted responsibility for me. I had come there in distress and a housemate had offered for me to spend the night with her, so that we had time to find me a new place to stay in the morning.

I wasn’t homeless. That is, I had a roof over my head. In the Netherlands, the word that translates to “homeless” also refers to people who are wasting away in their residence. And I was.

At 8:01PM November 2, I phoned my…

in your eyes deep
this is where I lost myself
what did I perceive
in your eyes deep
murder or timeless relief
found fairy or wise elf
in your eyes deep
this is where I lost myself

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 96