and it's breaking over me

a thousand miles down to the sea bed, found the place to rest my head.

i would love to lay in the ocean and feel it rush over me. i think it would feel like tears. or the best kind of embrace. or falling off a cliff, because even if you are falling, it's kind of like flying ... even if it's just for the smallest fraction of a second.

i have found a new love for zumba! and i am determined to rekindle an old love of writing because i always have something to say.