Ramblings

Movement

     I can feel myself sinking into the sand beneath my feet. The rush of cold water against my leg is shocking. Desperate for an escape from the people surrounding me, I look down and watch my feet move rhythmically across the wet sand. We're making our way toward no real destination, so I continue to walk along with them in the dark. Silent. All I can hear are the rushing waves.

     I know longer feel like I'm walking. My feet continue to move, but I feel like I'm going nowhere. Stuck. The movement of my legs have not stopped, but I feel as if the ground is one big treadmill, preventing me from moving on to my next destination.

     Maybe it's because my mind is trying to tell me something. Maybe my mind is trying to let me know that I can't go forward with my life unless I let you go. I hope that isn't the case.

     I still love you.