Sometimes I feel at a low ebb.
The full, sparkling tide of life retreats and I am left high and dry and exposed to the elements.
I hate that feeling.
But it is certainly a time when I can see things clearly,
lying out in the open.
Things I can change,
about how I think,
and therefore act,
or don't act.
The faithful sea sweeps out,
and in.
Thursday, June 20, 2013
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