You open the ribcage and name the truth: you don’t know what’s next, what you want, or where the hell the road is. A recent reading knocks you sideways, stirs old shadows, drags up regret and longing you thought were buried under a calmer kind of lostness.

Suddenly the compass spins, and suddenly the fuckin sea opens. Moses style.

This episode sits in that drift.Lost, but not empty.Aimless, but not wrong.

You walk through the confession that wandering is a ritual, even when it feels like failure.

You talk about the shadow that wants integration, the fear of being lost in the wrong way, the strange holiness of not knowing who you are becoming.

The word undertaking turns itself inside out — a burial, a marking stone, a tiny death inside the odyssey.

There’s the loneliness.The rootless bed.The strained psyche.And that stubborn mythic heart that refuses to stop being a romantic even when you wish it would chill.

A quiet episode.A drifting raft.A reminder that some voyages don’t have a map — only weather, memory, and the next wave.

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