Sat Nov 09 2019
Who knows how long I will be waiting by the sea shore, awaiting my rescue. I stand here, not knowing how far away I stand from another human being. It's a senseless island, and an untouchable universe. Although I am not bound by my actions or my thoughts, I am restricted by my intentions and held fast by my feelings. Drawing in the sand does not make a rescue ship arrive any sooner. Thinking dangerously does not lure any sea captains to my island. Instead, I just lie back in the sand, staring up at the stars, wondering how many of them, too, Feel lonely.