Thankful

…that it is Friday.

This short week has felt extra long

The ocean is reflecting the state of my soul

It has lost it’s calm, churning and raging against itself

Punishing the sand as it crashes onto the shore

The sun shining is meaningless as the ocean wages an internal war

There’s no telling when it will rest, when it will find it’s rhythm again

It knows not days, for sun or moon or rain or shine it rages on

suffering

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