I know this shade of blue

Did the lakes find me or was it the opposite? 


Either way the waters edge didn't seem enough, the lure of freedom quietly called. It seems that with summer hitting it's final cadence, we're on for a slog through the long winter nights. Leaving the coast we found ourselves in the mountains at the lakeside. With the sound of crashing waves giving way to eerie silence I couldn't help but pine for the ocean. 


I feel so much more at home with the sea air filling my lungs. Moments of anxiety have become a daily nuisance but with a change in air, or maybe it's just the pace of happiness, helps douce pending attacks. 


Maybe one day, Ocean, maybe one day.