floating

At times, I feel that I live my life in a boat. I look forward to those moments in which my boat actually finds that safe harbor... a few moments with my girlfriend on a deserted island, or a short time in that hectic city with my boys. I love those moments of paradise. I have learned how to operate the sail a little, I know how to turn the wheel and guide my little boat, but there are a lot of waves, and storms that take me off course.

Today, I am floating.. waiting for the wind to pick up and take me somewhere. I sit and watch everything from a distance, maybe somebody will notice that I am here today.

I don't want to be rescued.

I do want to float out here for awhile or maybe over there. I want a big wind to come and take me away.

I could sit here and do nothing.. for hours.. watching that distant shore. It's easy here in my boat, you don't really see me and if you came to visit, even though I would love to see you, to meet you, to make a real friend... I'll probably stay out here and watch, sending messages from a distance.

I don't know why, but I haven't figured out how to raise that anchor.