> Small Dirk in the middle of the ocean somehow meeting for a moments Alpha Dave? - @mewharley The ocean is a very lonely place. The sound of the waves echoes in your head. Filling the silence. The isolation is all you’ve known. It’s all you’ll ever know. If you’ve never experienced anything else, then why would you yearn for something else?
You know what could have been. You play the tapes on loop. Filling the silence with words centuries old. Leaving them running in the other room while you read. While you build. While you curl up in a corner and not cry, because cool kids don’t cry.
Sometimes you feel a hand on your shoulder. Ruffling your hair. You would give anything for the whispered, “I love you, kiddo.” to be more than a ghost on the wind.
For the strong arms cradling you to be real.