Thursday, May 1, 2008
this ship is sinking
on my way out that door because this ship is sinking. so i am getting while the getting is good. i can't seem to see much further than this. which isn't coming as quick as i hoped. but i do know atleast what is next. the mountains. the clean air. the feeling of freedom. although it is funny to me that the feeling of freedom will be a tricky one. i will be peering over the edge at fear. maybe that is what freedom is always. in its truest form. being one step away from something you fear. the unknown. the unseen. and not looking back. not letting that thought weigh you down. because right now, all i see is mountains. but not the fear of their height. and for now, that is all i need to keep walking ahead without turning behind.