This tree reminds me so much of myself; a tangled mess of loose ends. Indecisive, disorganised chaos.
Just like this tree, I feel as though I can't commit to any one place or any one thing. My ideas shoot off from every angle and end up in a confused and entangled mess.
Part of me is in London still, other parts were left behind in Sydney. Many roots lay here in Townsville while others reach out to faraway places I haven't even yet discovered. I often wonder if I'll ever feel settled.
Sometimes I find it so difficult to find a focus point. So hard to find direction. I have too many thoughts and ideas floating around this head of mine that I just can't seem to pin down and sink into solid ground.
No doubt about it, if I were a tree - the Banyan would be me.