I’ve been laying here for a few hours looking up at random star constellations that I don’t recognize, that’s strange for me as I’ve spent my entire life looking up, enamoured by our stars.
I know my sky like my own heart.
Here I feel like a stranger.
Crickets are chirping, there is familiarity in that. They sing through the night and I am reminded I am still me.
The waves crash. The sound of waves crashing brings me to my quiet place. My small place, the place that reminds me I am simply me. It’s nice.
The sun is rising over the horizon we are still in the indigo now. These are the moments that make life make sense.
I have the song from the other day, Seasons of Love from RENT playing in my head. I feel like today is going to be a quiet one. Stillness, gratitude, selfless love.
I think I’m going to go for a walk on the beach.
Be well readers.
~ Miss D