Coming of age snapshot of a young man whom is attempting to explore himself and make room for said growth. I've always felt as if life has a funny way of barricading you and watching to see if you can squirm hard enough to make it through.
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"I just touched down in Knoxville"
I'm In a place that's near and dear to my heart. A place of lumbering oaks, vivid greens, simplicity in craftsmanship, and process. As I get older I find there is something so therapeutic about being in places that align with your soul. Myself, a man of presentation, and culture, and expression; Yearns for the nuance of a provider. I feel that side of me come alive here, whispers of the man to be a father someday. The man to create life through the wrinkles in his palms, for the seeds he planted long ago. I'm hoping another piece of this metropolitan ego dies in the next 7 days, it might be what sets me apart. Oh the humanity of it all, Knoxville is a check point; A reference for gratitude.
I hope I wear this mask long, for I move slower with it on. I don't sprint for stimuli like usual; I let things pierce through me. A Martyr for the lives around me. That's where the good is, as I sit here at 12:38AM I am here in a moment looking at work I'm happy about. This feeling oh so fleeting, I will find and make regular. She calls me "Stevie" just like my family does, I think that aspect of me might be who I'm searching for.
