rocket man

It was a night of doomscrolling that I stumbled across a post. Its content wasn’t something I was familiar with but the choice of song piqued my interest.

I’ve heard Rocket Man many times over the years but for some reason it hit a little different that night particularly when Elton sang, “it’s lonely out in space.”

Though firmly grounded in my reality and responsibility, there are times that the space I live in is the expectation I conceived in my head for my life.

Just one more shot. One more mile. One more client. Thinking that if I just go one more it will get me “there,” wherever that may be.

“I think it’s gonna be a long, long time,” played in my ear like a mantra or prophecy, conditioning me for the potential outcome of my journey.

And as I looked at the moon from my bed, I came to the conclusion I am nothing more than a rocket man often on a solo flight to my desired destination albeit a lonely one.

Seeing the promised land from afar but ultimately realizing it will be fulfilled by another.