The Brother did a DNA test kit and it says that he’s part gypsy.
And if he’s part gypsy, then I guess that means that I am too. And I guess that’s why I don’t like to be shackled to things like rings. And I guess that’s why things feel heavy on my chest like time and walls and Thursdays. And I guess that’s why I dance when I cook and in my car and in my classroom and in my shower. And I guess that’s why when the grass starts to turn green and when the flowers start to bloom and when the air feels like maybe spring is finally here - I guess that’s why I have the urge - deep down in my belly, my heart beating to the rhythm of a clock that I can’t see - I guess that’s why I get the urge to move. To leave To pack up my load To go. And to not come back. And I guess that says something about me - ingrained not only in my heart, not in my soul, but on some kind of scientific, cellular level. On some kind of coincidental ancestral level - I was born a wanderer. A nomad. I guess I was born with some kind of chaotic liberty. Some kind of authentic belonging to the middle of everything wild. And I guess And I guess And I guess I knew it. All along. xoxo, B. |
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