murky wars

so far from the distant shore / the only time she never feels alone
on the land, her body distorts / in the water, lines are true to her mind
she knows she'll never touch the floor / she can float unharmed by murky wars
and the land is as plain as her skin / but the water shines like the star in her mind

they will never understand / how washed up you feel on land
the spotlight of the sun, it shines on

a place to belong

aside from going downhill on a bicycle, I also enjoy driving up to 90 mph on the highway when the coast is clear.
I just imagine Senna and how it would have felt like to be on the passenger's seat while he drove.

I need to learn to drive a stick.