A pang of longing. True desires. Dreams. Visions. Wishes. Hopes.
It lingers and sits there idle no matter if I am with friends at work, or traveling. There it is. I see it. I feel it. I think, hope, dream, wonder.
Nothing and no one I am with feels as important. My thoughts are shifted and cannot be changed. I am frozen; stuck with one train of thought.
Distracted for a while in a sea of thoughts that won’t necessarily get me anywhere; haven’t proven helpful; won’t do much unless some things in life were to change. But yet, I continue to choose to think about them and consciously, admittedly, willingly.
Then I am able to shift my thoughts, be in the moment, and understand that the longing in my heart will be tucked away where it is safe.