testing water...

it's like learning how to swim all over again. the sea is as human as i can be. it can be confusing... like do the colors of the clouds reflect the expression of its face or is the other way around? is it one with the sky or is it afraid to be one with the sky because the distance between them is endless?

when waves crash, are they happy to come home or happy they can start over when they come back as part of the ocean? is the shore their home or a merely a place to get away from home?

i feel like i've been crashing then going back, then crashing then going back. and i don't know which part is the relaxing part. sometimes i feel like i'm being pulled in different directions and i can't just go where i feel is right. drown me in my personified sea, but just tellin' the truth.

besides that feeling, i feel like i did the first time i ever went far out in the water: inspired, motivated, determined... in love with life. no fear. i went out, blissfully ignorant, thinking i could never drown...

haha, silly.