A mad ballooner stopped by last night, unexpected, forever
propelling my theory onward: life surprises. People surprise. And it always seems to do so right on cue.
There is indeed
a vast ocean that bellies with ripcurrents and untamed serpents...yet I know to hold on, for there will always be a calm in the horizon where waters sparkle like diamonds, and the moon reflects beauty in bright neon, at every angle for all to see. It’s here
where one sails quiescently out into the vista, skimming the frothy undertones of all the
turbulence that has past. My sail is up,
the wind is on my face, balloons bobble around me, and I am reminded of wonderful fortune.
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