Being a bit mindful of these waves: The way it strikes — the way it stings. The way it rings — the way it proceeds.
Sometimes, I wish I had the strength of the seas.
Recovery isn't linear — and that's the thing; It's an uncomfortable reality that we're destined to see.
But I've learned to ride the waves that are given. For you see, the sea is a part of me. And I wish to love the seas — I wish to love me.
The waves echo my pain, but also echo opportunity. So I set sail, surfing the open seas. Every wave means everything, for the sea and for me.
So let me be mindful of these waves again. For you see, I'll be the strength of the sea.
Honestly, I got suddenly sad out of nowhere regarding some recent events. I just had to ride the waves, and remind myself some things. I will grow to trust the waves. I will trust the process.
Also, I recently was told that I was a man of the seas. It really got me thinking of my birth city, which is out by the seas. I plan to visit there later this year.