The Deep End
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Last published Tue, Apr 15, 2025
Ever curious what life can compare to? I wrote this piece while on a train to Davis. I was passing through Martinez and looking at the water through the window. I love the Ocean mostly. As I was staring, I started comparing some of the ways life can resemble the ocean. This short story is my way of being hopeful that everything will turn out just fine even when you think you can't make it out of that one thing that is so big. Though i do hope you take this a sign to keep going. I hope you also feel free to translate it to however you feel. I hope you enjoy it!
March to the Sea by Twenty One Pilots
4/11/2025
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