into the sea

this rather simple epitaph can save your hide your falling mind
fate isn't what we're up against there's no design no flaws to find
there's no design no flaws to find.

but I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I
know I got this side of me that
wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
fly the whole mess into the sea.

--"young pilgrims" the shins


Things have been crazy lately. Or to be more accurate, things have been crazy since I've been back from Israel. A little bit of the good kind, and way too much of the not so nice kind. I've been struggling to get my head out of the water before the next wave crashes down. And every time I feel like giving up, buoyancy gets the best of me. Thank goodness.

Last year, Rach and I came up with concept of the unraveling sweater. I'm trying to save mine before the loose thread gets too long to salvage. I think it might just be possible. A little strength will help me. Maybe then, I'll finally be ready to come out of my hiding.

Until then, perseverance...