SPACE
I need the miles to wander. No restrictions.
Just vastness. Air. The salty kind.
To walk barefoot. To be somewhere, by the sea.
No boundaries. Just me. No matter the weather.
A warm gentle breeze. Or the crashing of natures power. Either is good.
Here is where I can release the chains.
Set my mind free.
Allow my body to flow as it wishes.
To give all of my senses a free rain.
To let natures beauty + power humble me.
Bring me back.
To let me know.
I am. I can. I will.