I wish I could be in more than one place.
The broken pieces of me don't fit where I go.
The whole pieces of me don't fit where I am.
Sometimes I want to take the puzzle of me apart, leave the broken pieces here, take the whole pieces, and leave.
But, that wouldn't be me, would it?
So, I travel with all of my pieces. Some are broken. Some are whole.
All are me.
We will find our place. Together.