A white sheet. A white screen. An empty canvas. Starting out. Laying the foundations.
All beginnings are hard.
All beginnings are easy.
You leave a part of yourself behind. Gain a new one. We are what surrounds us – who surrounds us.
Moving house, moving town. The older you get, the scarier the prospect. No beginner at life yourself. You know what cannot be left behind.
Yet you try.
One more time.
One more step.
Wherever it may lead.