I went to maine to find something. As I walked toward the edge of the beach, past the people, past the rocks, up the mountains , around the woods, past the man living out of the woods ( yes really) and to the crest of cape Elizabeth where the world begins to take shape.... I found it.
I'm me.
My good friend jermey , the most single person I know, said something To me, and I felt like I was hearing it for the first time. You have to learn to be happy with yourself. Not just okay or content. But happy.... I have not been happy with myself and I think that's what I need to do. This year was hard and I think that's what I lost.
In that moment staring out at the ocean, 2 miles from any humans I knew I was happy with my self. I feel like some one snapped me back and I feel better for it...
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