We’re All A Little Lost, So Let’s Get Lost Together


We don’t know where this is going, where we are going, what’s happening next—it’s terrifying, isn’t it? But it’s also incredibly freeing.

We’re lost in this life, sometimes stumbling, sometimes dragging our feet, sometimes running straight ahead with our arms wide open. But mostly we’re just trying to piece together answers to questions we aren’t even sure we’re asking. We’re trying our best to be purposeful and focused, but we’re often standing on shaky ground.

In the past, I was the girl that planned. I always had a goal, an end in mind, a map, and said, ‘Okay, bring it on. I’m ready.’ But lately I’m saying f*ck the map. I’d rather be lost.

I want to want to wander, not directionless, but free. I want to stop planning where I will go and just go, stop overthinking, and take chances.

I want to be lost because when you’re lost you trust that you’ll be found, that you’ll find yourself. But you openly embrace what happens to you. You let go.

Sometimes I have no idea what I want or where I’m going—and that’s okay, I remind myself. It’s okay to not have the answers.

But I know one thing: we’re both lost, so let’s get lost together.

Let’s hold hands and jump, take on this crazy world together. Let’s drive with no destination. Let’s soak in the lessons of the world and not worry so much what everything is trying to teach us, but how it makes us feel.

Let’s close our eyes, lean our heads back, and drink in the unknowns.

Let’s get lost together. Throw our maps out the window and just go. We’ll trade stories of our histories and laugh at our scars. We’ll stop fighting the universe and let it bring what it must, let it bring us together.

Let’s stop trying to plan where the next days, weeks, months, years will take us. If we will fall together or fall completely apart. If the people around us will still be our people, or if they will become holes in our hearts. Future pain is not yet tangible, thus not yet important. So let’s release what we cannot control and willingly share our kisses, our laughter, our favorite songs on the radio.

Let’s not worry about the words tomorrow will write on our bodies.

And instead, decide to turn off all navigation, all fears, all thinking, and head forward into the dizziness, one step at a time.

I’ve never been one to love not knowing, but I’ve started to let go. I’ve learned that often the best things happen when you’re not planning them, when you surrender to the ways of the world, when you stop trying to prepare yourself with plans and maps and instead just say, ‘Okay. I’m ready, bring it on.’

So get lost with me.

Turn off your mind’s faucet of fear and instead stretch a smile across your cheeks. Embrace that we cannot lay out the rest of our lives like a clean set of directions. Embrace that true freedom is laughing in the face of danger and walking boldly into it.

I hope you know you’re never alone in this.

When I said it, I meant it. Let’s get lost together, I’m by your side. I’ll battle the current with you, even if it drags us both down. And I’ll reflect my light off of you, make you shine even brighter in the mid-day sun.

This life is much more fun when we do things together.
So let’s both dive in. Let’s get lost. And see what we can find. Thought Catalog Logo Mark

Marisa is a writer, poet, & editor. She is the author of Somewhere On A Highway, a poetry collection on self-discovery, growth, love, loss and the challenges of becoming.

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