Do they collide?

Paradoxically, it seems that I am going backwards to move forward in life.

Mark it

I would like someone to make a map. Mark my home and draw some lines that match all of the reasons why it can be like you said.

Even so

There’s a switch somewhere inside me. And every so often there are sparks that go off. No one can see it. I can’t even see it. Though maybe blood cells and nerve fibers see it all. It’s magical, really. Do you know how magical feels like? Or am I alone again?