Stray left

I look to my right and then to my left, and for some reason I feel like the left seems to be a better choice. I don’t know why. I just sense it. Perhaps my fellow ancestor spirits guiding me? If so, I decide to follow them and stray from the path to head into the forest.

I am not going to run from any guys. If a guy finds me, then I will let him catch me. I want to go through this. I want to experience the same thing my mother went through. It just feels so romantic. A mysterious lover, chosen for me by my long dead family members. I wonder am so ready for this.

As I walk through the forest, I stretch my arms wide and walk around like a bird gliding through the sky. I try imagining the ancestors floating around me, dancing through the air and around my arms. Then I try to imagine my mother walking around like this when she was my age with myself as an ancestor spirit dancing around her. I feel like I am home again.