It's just for you, remember that....

I squeezed into my wet suit early this morning. Literally. I think I ordered a child's samll instead of an adult small. But ohwell. It makes me look like a boy. I walked to the beach this morning. I brought the postal service with me. It felt very appropriate. The town was empty, except a few people getting coffee, and the occasional old woman whold would stare at me. I walked bafefoot. Through west palm. It was such a freeing experience. I talked with myself. I got rid of everything that had been plauging me. I forgot how freeing it was, just to sit in the surf. Just to be there and not worry. Not to have to care. And feel incredibly full, not of food, but of warmth, like the sun is giving you a hug and yet the sun wasn't even out. I swam out and just sat there. I came back in and collected few shells and walked back home, took a shower, went back to bed and now here I am. Its a beautiful day, and I hope to show my potential.....