Change and Movement

I have kissed men just for the story of it.  I have woken up in strange places after chasing the fleeting feeling of adventure.  I have left people and places just to have a sense of movement.  I have left looked for myself in other people’s bed sheets.  And I never even wanted to change.   But I did. I learned the best stories are the ones I don’t have to chase and sometimes the greatest adventure is waking up in a familiar place.  And the best place to look for myself is in my own sheets.