240: So, here I am.
by Danny James
So here I am, going nowhere for a while, and all because the people I’ve grown to love are all here. And they all need something all the while not knowing what, and we have all been there before, but who here really came alone? Trust, it is not for sensations to live but the right to earn our rest in service. It is the people who can access you, and for whom you make the difficult adjustments and refinements to your character for the better, the better being as benefits only everyone. It is these humans that make deserted islands miserable places to be, and your life in this world as you know it entirely worth living. And when you make them your world, you haven’t any need to travel much I have found, nor have you enough time, or words or anything to show them, but you do.