It’s easy to push aside what is meaningful. It is easy to let something crucial to your survival at the time, fly away like an empty kite. The tough times never truly end, they may fade for a while, drift a bit, but they’re still there, lingering waiting to manifest. Still, through all this lays something we all hope in something that carries us on, like an encouraging wind on a sailboat at sea. The source of that hope, that comfort, can be unseen, like the wind on the sail, but somehow it still lurks, and somehow, it pulls us across a turbulent, endless ocean.

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that was really pretty i love how it it was compared to the way a sailboat works on a n ocean...