To write what one knows..

I know emotions. Conflicting emotions. I do not really know trust, that is a statement that needs constant proof to know.

I do know this morning laying in the morning sun of the eastern shore I felt bliss. As I floated in the clear water with waves gently washing over me, I felt peace.

Sleeping in the quietest atmosphere I have been granted in months was a desire come true. Listening to the chirping birds simultaneously with the sound of waves, to me, I know felt enchanting.

Attempting to think on “things”, only postpones the thoughts. Am I forcing decisions and therefore life? Perhaps I should allow life to wash over me as the waves do.