Lost...X "calibrate compass"

Where two seas meet, the waves collide and return to their origin. For me, this place, with my gaze focused on the crashing waves, represents the past. Where I stand in the water, with my gaze down at my feet, represents the present, and looking up at the growing Y (the land) represents the future.

That is the point, my "starting point". From here on out, my inner compass will be recalibrated.

Walking out of the water barefoot, across the beach and meadow until I reach the planner. Here I stand now, and tomorrow I will embark on my new path.

Plan? Neither a plan nor a goal🤷‍♂️

...When I have returned to the origin of the origin, then I will study philosophy.

A lovely farewell gift written full of wishes, etc. from my old workmates, I left it on the white beach for a snapshot (I read it). Now this too belonged to the past, what irony🤦‍♂️😅