I’m not used to the fresh scent of life pouring over me. So new. So exciting. It seems endless, like the ocean.
My breath comes deeper now, like the tides. Calm, regular. I find less hesitation.
The rhythmic melody colors me strange. Feeling completely natural is unfamiliar.
I could blame others for that, the status quo, the redundancy of lowered expectation, but I won’t.
From here I’ll just enjoy the salt in the air, the birds above and the promise of a new life. Fresh.
Footprints in the sand, the ocean calls me away from shore.
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