A mind scattered to the wind

A mind scattered to the wind, a thousand tasks, an implanted dream, and a hostile environment for that dream to grow.

I don’t want to speak for anyone but my-self, and yet I know my story is not a unique one. I’m not a defeated hero. I’m not a martyr, and maybe one day, I won’t be a victim.  

Today, I am lost, A mind scattered to the wind, a thousand tasks, an implanted dream, and a hostile environment for that dream to grow. At least I still try growing that dream.

A small does of perspective, from the Strawberry Mountains in Oregon.