I am adrift, seemingly without sail or course. No harbor is deep enough, I have no first mate…my crew is gone. And it is absurd for me to feel or think like this. What am I going to do? Gifts abound, shore to shore, and I astound even myself with my *audacity to be ungrateful.
AND. YET. I. REMAIN. SO.
*(audacity: bold or arrogant disregard of normal restraints)
I continue to Act As If
& yet I know,
Something has got to give…and soon.
It’s such a mystery to me…