- Nov 21, 2019
- 1 min read
Do I linger in the comfort of this sand so soft, or venture into the waves of the unknown?
This place of comfort might some day scald my feet, While the dangers beyond the shore may proffer a breath of freshness, this soul has been craving
Because that day is bound to come, when the sun is at its worst, or when a storm takes over. Do I choose this bed of familiarity, or sail into new winds of chaos?