Shaolin Ferry

July 31, 2013

Ah, to breathe fresh air in the morning as waves crash
up the sides of an orange boat, and to smile at a friend
through headphones playing Lou Reed. Well, landscapes are
more beautiful to me than ever before. In this moment I am
here and the future can sometimes be filled with hope and
other times dread, but who is thinking about the future when
the wind whips through my hair and the sun’s hips hide
behind translucent clouds? Well nobody can think of the forthcomings
at such a time. It is only here and now, this life and this boat. To be
a bubble of light in the sky – to be a mystery.


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