2010 Reblog: standing.outside.a.broken.phonebooth.with.money.in.my.hand.

it’s not just the sound of the ocean which comforts me.

it’s the idea of her depth remaining unknown to me no matter how deeply i swim.

it’s the mystery which surrounds her beautiful tide breaking in harmony with the music inside my head…

contrary to the rest – i find joy in not knowing everything. mystery serves a purpose, you know.

i find joy in sharing beautiful people and experiences with others rather than chaining them to experience only that which exists in my world. when someone makes me feel wonderful – i wish for everyone in their life to be able to experience that piece of their soul so they may feel as good as i do.

it’s time to start over. from the end. because with the end comes a new beginning.

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Originally published January 18, 2020.

12-year cycle? 

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