This isn’t pessimism…this is change.

I came from the desert, where the sun and the red rock and the cacti play—seeking sun and making the best of it all. Sometimes it is hard to seek sun when we feel like tiny plants…bigger plants overshadowing us and taking our breath, our love, our potential. Poisoning us. Trapping us.

When we can no longer see the bluebirds or the falcons overhead, it is time to move. When all we can see is what is directly above us and directly below us, it is time to go. When we are struggling for air, for water, and for sunshine, we need to uproot. When other roots kill ours, it is instinctual to go. And when the sun only shines on others, making them brighter and more beautiful, we need to find more space. We need our own rocks. Our own water.

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