Lost in the Past, Cambel Castle

Lost in the Past

And there I stood on the edge. Teetering between now and then. Balancing on the memories, that seem so far away.

I walk along this cliff often, debating whether or not to jump, to fallback. To get lost in those thoughts. Cambel Castle

Somedays I jump. Somedays I find myself back where I started in seconds, Other times, It takes me weeks to find my way.

—cliff jumping.