New Discoveries

A prose poem about "how I’ll continue finding new things that will make life more meaningful for me"

By Talia DevoraPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read

Opening the door means I'm going to make new discoveries; places to explore, gorgeous human to network with, objects to purchase and preserve, foods to concoct and ingest, and pastimes to pursue. Closing the door means I'm staying stuck in the same, boring, futile and ordinary places I don't need to remain in. I don't need to suffocate myself with old and stinky garbage. I need to renew myself with fresh, clean and valuable provisions and programs I see around. Opportunities will find me everywhere I sojourn to. They won't be around forever, so I'll take them while they're still offered to me. They may or may not all be my up my alley, but it doesn't hurt to investigate every one of them. To flourish, I need to leave my shell. To gain wisdom, I need to learn and teach. Making new discoveries is the only way I'll survive and thrive.

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