Water drew me near. I needed it. I wanted it. At the ocean’s edge, salt spray covered me. I had taken off my sunglasses. My vision had become blurred through them. I enjoyed both the sun rising and the sun beginning to lay low. Here I found peace in the rhythm of waves.

The river was much quieter, its flow steady. Still the water drew me closer. I longed for it. Sitting on the bank, I had nothing I could do but absorb. Its flow was constant. My thirst grows….

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