It’s very breezy out—
The ripples and waves of the ocean are speeding steady towards the shore—
The boats are swaying on the water—
All you can hear are the strong winds of nature.
A distant plane.
It’s small. Quarantined.
I thought I’d breathe easier out here...
I’m trying to feel like I’m at Disney World,
Carefree, comfortable, and meditated...
But I am not.
The bay is not the beach.
I can’t relax as easy as I hoped.
Especially since I don’t know what I’m doing.
I have two weeks free—
But still the only thing on my mind is him.
There’s a baby nearby
He has no idea what’s going on
He thinks he has a day off with mommy and daddy... when really everyone is stressed and panicked.
I hear them play Matchbox Twenty
And for some reason Rob Thomas’ voice
brings me comfort.
More planes. The baby is closer now.
He wants to play, I think.
Innocent & Sweet.
Thanks kid, for taking my mind of things.
Rob Thomas sings “Well I will, well I will”
And I’m melting. I’m a puddle.
I’ll sink into the ocean
and sail away with the rest of them.
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