Home, Again.

For the last five and half months I’ve been working hard to put myself into a better place than I was before.

Everything that happened, happened for a reason. No doubt about it. It was, necessary. In order for me to become the man I always knew I was. It. All. Had. To. Happen. Just as it did.

So, here I am, sitting in a room right next door to the old one I had in this very same house. I’ve got everything unpacked, and things I can’t unpack or don’t know what to do with yet are consolidated into bins together.

Obviously it’s a completely different room with a whole new set up than I had before but it feels like a completely different place.

What changed? What’s different?

I am.

My determination, my passion, my abilities are all now focused and fine tuned. Everything is a target but nothing is the main focus.

I used to think that I had to be so many things in order to prove myself.

Now I know, that I am everything and it proves my-self.

In my first ever attempt at telling a story, at trying to understand the depth of myself in the world around me I wrote this book: The Uncertain.

It’s odd, in a good way, that things I wrote and discussed were things I hadn’t fully been able to understand yet somehow knew in depth.

Maybe, I knew what I was doing on a galactic and universal subconscious level. That’s what it’s starting to feel like…and it’s kinda freaking me out (in a good way). Maybe I chose the title The Uncertain because I knew uncertainty was always going to be a huge part of living. What I thought was me trying to see what made sense with the themes within the book, was really me reminding myself of an eternal truth of life.


Once again, that uncertainty has lead me back to where I need to be.

I am, home again.

-Gustavo Lomas

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