Sprouting…

Stopped by to say hi to him. I’ve left him waiting within the world inside my mind. He’s patient but I can tell that he can’t wait. He wants to step back into the light again, so much work he had to do. All the work he did, he did it in darkness. He did it in silence, without telling anyone what he was doing. There was no one he could tell, they don’t know him yet. They only know him as the filtered version they see every day walking by. It’s not the real him though. The real him was told to stand down while ground was covered. We needed a new scene to change the way life was heading, so a sacrifice was needed. A piece to myself was cut off to grow on its own. Grown it has, it’s ready to sprout.