You’re a lover, I’m a runner.

April 15, 2011 § 2 Comments

“I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that were concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it is. I think that’s why she always struggled with God. And I think that’s why she also struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold on to it and make sure it never changed. But sometimes it’s those things you can’t touch that you need to hold on to the most.” ~Carrie Ryan

My favourite part of this: “concrete like the ocean.” To me the ocean isn’t really a concrete things at all. Yes, the life in it is and it’s unpredictability I’m sure has become familiar to some seafarer. Everything the ocean brings to my mind is but concrete. The dangerous unknown, but boundless freedom that has the power to kill you if you’re not careful and yet, it hosts amazing life.

Goodmorning and Goodnight.

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