Crooked

How far have you reached?” How often would you have asked a loved one trying to reach a destination or a stranger trying to reach our homes? Countless. Giving directions, urging on. Asking, keeping a track of their whereabouts. Concern, maybe? Curiosity?-most likely.

Our hands were positioned to point a straight finger at others. And because, our wrists allow much lesser ease to point a straight one at ourselves, perhaps we seek answers from ourselves, the least.

How far have you reached within yourself?