Questioning with Salty Tastes
Days passed and what I felt changed, no idea why this is happening, came with a vision a mindset of freedom. After I got it all, what changed? Why was I feeling the way I was feeling?
Days of boredom and laziness soon took over, talking to my partner back at home, “why did I even come here to begin with?” What I spouted I soon realise I regretted. I broke it down, I came here for the surf, the freedom and artistic expression, but why was I feeling so down? Feelings soon overtook logic and in a minute or two, I realise an adventure alone is never as meaningful and joyful as with your own mates.
How it started, ohh so meaningful,
Well looks like you melted,
Cheers to me and you?
Cheers to just me, no you.
The first few days were tough on the heart, surfing made the salty tastes at the tip of my tongue even more metaphoric to me than ever.
End of Chapter 5
- Questioning with Salty Tastes -
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