“Now it’s an abstract thought, but I’ve been thinking non-stop, ‘bout the fact that my body’s made most out of raindrops.” ~ Switchfoot, Saltwater Heart
A little time on the Emerald Coast was just what the doctor prescribed. The ocean is still in my nose as I’m collecting my thoughts tonight like sea shells on the beach. I’m remembering a unique phone call I had at work a few weeks ago. The memory of it keeps rolling in like waves with a repetitive beating question on its foamy waters crashing against my thighs. What is real? …
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