I should be writing more, I know, but somehow I find myself searching for words. I can't seem to put the last six months onto paper, even though I've been trying day and night. Maybe there are some stories that are meant to stay with us, always lying dormant within our souls, surfacing when we allow them, reminding us of the journey walked and the path overcome. The people I met changed my life, and I'd like to imagine that I changed their's as well. We found each other in this crazy world, all searching for answers to questions we were always afraid to ask, yet among us, nothing was forbidden, and we were all allowed to experiment with who we are, and who we wanted to become. It was there, with their help, that I found a new me, a greater me. Few can even notice the differences, the changes on my edges, but the important thing is that I can see them, feel them, live them. For there is no greater victory than the one over yourself.
He jumped into the ocean, knowing it will accept him like always before. He swam as far as he could, and he almost touched the sun as it was sinking into the sea. It was perhaps the first time he felt completely at ease, with no thought of what was, and what shall once be. He drew breath only for today, for this moment, for himself. He saw his reflection in the watery mirror, and he smiled, because at long last, he was content with the person looking back at him. Even though there are still higher mountains to climb, he is happy with where he stands now. He sleeps in the ocean, wondering how long life will allow him to stay there. But even if the rain falls, he'll be all he needs and more.
He jumped into the ocean, knowing it will accept him like always before. He swam as far as he could, and he almost touched the sun as it was sinking into the sea. It was perhaps the first time he felt completely at ease, with no thought of what was, and what shall once be. He drew breath only for today, for this moment, for himself. He saw his reflection in the watery mirror, and he smiled, because at long last, he was content with the person looking back at him. Even though there are still higher mountains to climb, he is happy with where he stands now. He sleeps in the ocean, wondering how long life will allow him to stay there. But even if the rain falls, he'll be all he needs and more.
