Always comes back for more

 

And now I'm coming back. For more. More what? I do not have the slightest idea. Obviously.

I know that I don't want to let this place down because I realized that I get used to it and I love it, in some way. Even if it doesn't have a real shape. Even if I haven't understood yet what kind of direction I'd like to give it.

I'm back.

Even if during these weeks I was afraid that I have nothing left to say here.

Maybe one day I'll find out.

Maybe one day I'll get the big picture.

Or maybe not.

That is what is called a plan. Yay.