Wishful Thinking

Sometimes everyone gets melancholy.
(Even if usually one is one who sees the positive in everything and annoys everyone with it)
Sometimes everyone feels a little lost.
Sometimes everyone feels a little separate.
Sometimes everyone feels a little distant and alone.
Sometimes everyone needs a little salt air, a little glimmer of sunset on the water, and a little sea spray
crashing on the rocks all night to renew the spirit and the soul.

© 2011, Liza Lee Miller.

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