Friday, July 29, 2016
In these dry spells I really struggle. When I'm standing in the middle of the desert with no sense of direction and a burning need to find water. I'm surrounded by the radiating sand and dying plants. I have no resources to pull from. I could be stuck here for day or weeks or months. You will never know until all of a sudden I am no longer surrounded by rising heat but instead have been dropped into a lake. Deep with hidden mysteries and treasures that are rich for me to find. But for now I have to stand in this heat, in the middle of nowhere, with no one to help me. And this was my reality and I had to live it.