repeat (rise/set)

Like a sunset, you will vanish.

That one phenomenal one where it poured deep orange all over the sky as though it puked Sunny D, may not be remembered.

But the feelings will exist amongst many.

Just show up, appear and make a difference.

The next post is a writing I began pouring into… personifying the ocean.

I was literally so turned on by it.

Then the freeze came. No way to save what was.

I got mad. Probably because it made so much sense to me. It felt SO RIGHT as though the ocean literally had HANDS and was moving through me.