Mar 24, 2025
She reminds me of the sea—stormy, dark, and wild sometimes, other times calm and still, like a mirror reflecting the sky.
*L'appel du vide*
Like standing on the edge of a precipice, the wind cradling you, making you feel both powerful yet also so small, as if you could take on the world but still be nothing at all.
And damn, if that isn’t a little terrifying.
I’ve never really been afraid of heights..
But the fall... that's tempting.
Deciding whether or not to let go, to surrender, that’s the real fear.
*Saudade.*
The sea calls.
