There used to be a kid, Ambrosia, who loved to wander. Often she'd get lost, only to find herself treading unknown territory, amidst strangers. Funny it was for she had only found love when the strangers welcomed her. Years went by and she had visited every territory there was to tread and none had been hostile. She wondered why she was showered with so much love when all that she was, was just a stranger. She could have entered with evil intent but she'd never been treated a stranger. The warmth of the hearth was all that she received. In search of a hostile territory, Ambrosia found herself growing up. The more she grew, the richer her travels had become. A little girl who was amidst the farms was now in the heart of cities. Hostility had finally struck her. She had never felt less human before. As she sat by the roads wondering why she had left the fields, she realized that it was the lights that drew her. Having heard tales of the city that never sleeps, the passion grew...
This isn't a daily or a weekly blog. In fact, I don't know how frequent I'll write. Order, chaos, passion, pursuit, life, well, I want to write about them all. In pursuit of understanding life, this blog is my journey.