i took one deep breath and enjoyed it to its full capacity. it entered my nostrils, working its way into my lungs. i could feel it rush the blood through my body as the tips of fingers prickled up. it was a good breath.
now i find myself back where i started. empty of breath. warmth begins to drag out with the tide. i find myself hunting for a meaning, a purpose to the journey thus far and what might come soon.