Safad

I came back to ground zero. The distilled streams of my past all began here. Even the old Turkish hospital still stands as a ruin to the mystery of the place. I get lost here everyday, trying to find my way among the streets that bend around like lost snakes. There are so many ways to get lost here and so many ways to find oneself. But this is where I began. This is ground zero and from here I can only move up.