Not to brag but...
I am so painfully alive!
-3 C and I went skinny dipping. 3 breaths, no more: my toes I couldn't feel for the next 10 minutes.
I looked around at the beaver on the ice and the geese that somehow lost their way and ended up staying here over the winter (why do we do that when we can LEAVE)
then I realized
there aren't many people like me around
well, there were none except some thoughts of him floating here and there.
Life is so wild and when I can't let it out it burns me inside.
Why am I still waiting?