FortheFragileMind
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With Love and Salt;
We are but passing ships, you, and I... Still, I hope somehow this finds you well. Many believers tell me that I am the fortunate one, to have seen so many parts of the world so early on in life. They speak with envy and jealousy on their lips, longing to know how I managed to cut myself free from the same weights they choose to let hold them down. In some ways they are right. I have been fortunate in many things. My eyes have beheld many beauties. I am not weightless as they say, but I chose a long time ago that some things are better left behind. Life is too short to weary yourself with things that do not truly matter to you. Or at least this is what I tell myself to wash away the sting of guilt. Too bad salt water only makes the sting worst. But time is too precious to be anchored to one thing. This is what I have chosen to believe to make all these years spent out at sea more bearable. Sometimes my feet miss the ground, but then I see a faraway ship on the horizon and my feet become restless, longing to go out and meet it.
By FortheFragileMind3 years ago in Humans