What Becomes of Us
When we hold questions in our minds that never make it out of our mouths, what becomes of us? When we think thoughts we share freely in spaces not so free, what becomes of us? When we take actions not congruent with our beliefs simply because we were not thinking or we felt pressured or... What become of us when we lose ourselves? As I sit at my desk this beautiful dark morning, I find this question lingering... What becomes of us? I had a beautiful night out, the other day,
