There I was, watching the waves roll in. And out. In. And out. Watching the moon, breathing, through the rain. The fury of the thunder and the glory of an unearthly light.
So right now I'm kind of looking for an easy way out of the hole I've been digging for myself for the past fifteen years. I think it's going to be my grave.
Apologizing doesn't help at this point, does it. *punches hand through wall*
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I've been trying to get out of this hole my entire destiny has been digging for me, ever since the doctor told my mom I was settled in her womb.
There will come a day when the sun does not appear in the east. And the oceans will rise and swallow the land once more, and the trees will tear up their roots and gently float away.
Search the water on that day for a small yellow sailboat, and you may find me there, whistling softly, the sea stretching on to eternity in every direction.
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I've been trying to get out of this hole my entire destiny has been digging for me, ever since the doctor told my mom I was settled in her womb.
Ouch.
I like you for who you are right now.
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