Air and water
Yesterday, I could have lived on a lonely bluff overlooking the ocean. I’d have made tea or coffee. I’d have turned all the lights off. I’d have taken all my clothes off. And I’d sit there, drinking coffee, watching the darkness, listening to the winds howl and tear the surf apart. And I’d have been in my element. Alone with the words of air and water resonating within me. And happy.
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