At the end of the day, I think I simply remain defiant, but that's a long story.
I constantly wonder is it best to simply be, to watch, to admire, but most of all to be, if I am truly made of star dust and this is that dusts only chance to experience itself, what would I like it to take from the experience. Is it enough? I can only do my best.
I like the wave thought, I once had similar the first line I love, I've never finished it, but one version went along those lines. Here's how I would write it right now (first sentence remains unchanged - second updated I talked of surfing the waves before but can't remember the words - these I may just)
Lying in my bed in search of slumber,
thoughts running through my head making slumber.
Tossed and turned as driftwood,
Becoming the sea.
So good talking/thinking with you - thank you.