temporary moment of sanity

"no one is free, even the birds are chained to the sky"

-bob dylan

mingling worlds

where the sea melts into the sky and reflections become realities.

air of bohemia

float on with the cool breeze of the day and live forever.

with the birds

my insides are sick with the plight of loneliness. my heart. my mind. all yearning for someone to hold. to care for. to confide in. but there is no one. therefore i turn to myself and get to know a valuable friend. loneliness becomes solitude and solitude is bliss. it allows people to think. keep working through the pain to find the benefits. i'm right there with you.

it's easy as the ocean

endlessness shining in the sun, the ocean offers peace. peace to think and sit alone and observe what used to be. to check the surf and feel like the kid that you are. that everyone is, or at least should be. so play in the tumbling waves. play in the sand. build a sand castle because it is fun to watch it disappear.