Yours Truly

Caveman

The sun rises on yet another day but your body is still recovering from the hours and minutes of yesterday. No compass, no map; you’ve been wandering without a clue for too long, allowing indecision to point left and right, only to circle back to your own dusty trail. You wait for that epiphany, a magical moment that promises to direct your “Great Life:” an eagle soaring overhead, an overturned stone or the hooves of a hundred wild horses clearing the horizon— fairy-tale signs that may leave you hopelessly searching forever. If you’d only just close your eyes and let the sun warm your face, maybe you’d realize that your sheer existence in this world is a sign in and of itself.

photos by Loren Wohl

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