You can almost look at anything as a journey, and I like that a lot. Everything is somehow less daunting when it's not a thing any more, but a shifting state. A happening. A process. We're all waves in time and space. It's pretty fun that way.
This is just a reminder for myself to be a wave. I'll be the best wave I can be, crashing and chaotic, and dissolve into beautiful seafoam and fresh, salty air before I can become a new wave lapping the shore. Or something like that.
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