Only in windstorms

November 16, 2010

R and I walk on the beach in the midst of the madness, when everything seams chaotic, a little shaky, a little uncertain. The wind whips up more questions and the future seems hazy. R’s hand slips into mine and suddenly the future looks a bit brighter. And I find the ability to wrestle the inner daemons and find the determination to never give up ~ however impossible it looks right now ~ the task seems a little less difficult; when there is someone beside me to hold my hand.

If there’s coffee it must be Vancouver

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