No, this is not about me or my life...just writing what I feel inspired to write.

She often wonders why living sometimes feels like drowning. Maybe not quite like the usual drowning, more like losing yourself in the midst of an overflowing sea of people. The stifle of ordinary can become so hard to deny on certain days. Yet, in the still moments of the day, just as it is all coming to a close, there is a mysterious beauty to a life lived in the day to day.

Grateful for the miracle of love, hearing a sigh or two reminds her of the gift of another day.