close your eyes and point somewhere on the map. my dear. I wish I could go there too.

They say “I’m in love with people I’ve never met and places I’ve never been” but this wanderlust is making me sick.

Give me something to hold onto that makes the horizon stay in one place.

These waters are rocky and I’m no good.

I want to be in 10 places at once.

whiplash

up down.

you go fast.

you drop faster than you could imagine.

free fall.

you get back up.

eventually you end up at ground 0 again.

you slow down.

you can breathe.

you can breathe out.

you can close your eyes.

you can breathe again.

So what point am I at?