A good place to look to the future is when you are sat at the sea
with the salt up to your ankles and a view of the end of the pier
you may look down at your model’s feet and wish that you’d just float away
and the weather here is overcast and the sea is the same shade of grey
so the landscape before you looks just like the edge of the world.
I remember listening to this a year ago and thinking that the only way I could get to this place was in my own head.. by closing my eyes and blocking out everything else... you know how when your ears are plugged it kinda sounds like the inside of a shell... That's where I'd go, and the hurting would stop just for a second.
Now, so much of that pain is gone.. in fact I hadn't heard this song in months but I popped in a friends play list on the way home from Joshua Tree today and just started remembering. It was a gift really.. a realization of how far out of that hole I've climbed.
Not only that.. but this is where I live and breathe. At the end of the pier, with dolphins and sea salt hitting me in the face.
I find it to be a case of situational irony.
I'm so thankful tonight for the friends I have that brought me through.. but oddly for the first time in my life. I have no idea how to tell them.
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