i thought there was something with the wave

The sun has not shone its brightest.
Yet the heat from the black sand has seeped into my plastic slippers up into the bottom of my feet.

I was being led to a pack of people.
They were strangers to me.
But I belong to that group. Or so I thought.

New faces make me nervous.
But a familiar smile pushed on to encourage me.

I wasn’t really ready for this new thing because I fear the vastness of the ocean.
Any large body of water converts my imagination into ignorant fears.

anonymous

i just want to walk where people

would not notice me
would not stare at me
would not scrutinize me.

at the root

Writing by the balcony window overlooking the street outside, breathing the fresh rural air and adding up the classic upbeat piano sounds coming from the home sound system… can conclude that today is such a beautiful Sunday morning.

Though I woke up with a hangover, it doesn’t irate me from observing the very place I’ve taken for granted for quite some time.