Solitary Confinement in Berlin
Monday, September 5, 2011 at 1:31PM 
Photo Credit - Niezwyciezony
June 17th, 2011 Berlin, Germany
I was born to be alone. Independence and freedom are prized above all else in my mind and it is because of this fact that I wander.
I wander in search of something that I cannot find and wanderlust has lead me to various corners of the earth, only to lead me back home, seemingly as lost as ever.
With each voyage I grow and learn and this is something that simultaneously invigorates and frightens me. It seems that I am scared to know just what I am truly capable of and this instead of finding out, I run.
Tonight I am in Berlin. I feel old, but not wise. I am realizing that this game is no longer mine to play, I have served my time.
I am much too strong for my own good, shunning relationships aside, foregoing social opportunities in order to be different when in fact, I am not.
My heart longs to pound with the excitement of a new love, my brain yearns for the in depth conversation of an intelligent acquaintance who understands.
I find myself alone tonight, in my own prisons block of solitary confinement, limited by the walls I put up around myself and knowing that my time on this earth is not promised, praying that I live the life that is meant for me before I die.
Tomorrow I leave for Prague, my search continues and what I find is up to only me.
Reader Comments (1)
This entry...made my insides knot up in that familiar way they do when I want something so bad it hurts, when something hits so close to home it causes my body this mysterious, indescribable turmoil. This entry is me, except I am the untraveled character of your piece. I need to go, but I'm terrified. Daily normal has never been enough for me. I need more. Your blog is so much of what I need to read and hear. I would find it fantastic to be in contact with you as I make my quest towards personal freedom, and making my escape into travel.