There is always something to be revealed. It's hiding just underneath the surface like a flicker in the wind. We always knew that this would come. It has been waiting getting ready to emerge for all these years. We have been planting seeds waiting for the right time to come. My hair is wild and messy blowing in the breeze just how I like. Things have changed, small, big and all the details in between are moving forward in just the way one would hope. If I were to draw it out it would look exactly the way our shadows look. My face has been revealed and stripped bare not in the obvious way but that part of me that a goodbye was said to a long time ago has come back. It is as though it was never missing and you are wondering how it was possible for me to be without it, like pretending your arm was invisible. I feel it, I feel it all the time. In everything I touch and seek, Lurking in the distance and you take another step forward and I don't look back. Circles are everywhere and nowhere all at the same time, hidden in the depths of our being but they are always bringing us back to this place. Where nothing remains left unsaid.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.