Message in an Internet bottle...

By Vichara


As I wrote this "thought" this morning I felt in many ways like when I was in grade 5.  The desk I sat in was right next to a series of very tall windows that ran the length of the classroom.  For a kid with an active imagination it was both a blessing and a curse.  A blessing of course because if boredom decided to pay a visit I could discreetly cast my imagination out the window to the large oak tree as if it was the crow's nest of an explorers big ship. With the ocean roiling around us I could believe I was the scout keeping an eye out for new land and a new adventure.  The curse would be of course when I would be too far out to sea and be pulled back to the classroom by the crack of the ruler on my desk by the teacher noticing my mental absence.  I a very similar way when I am posting these thoughts I can see what countries in the world are reading them but of course not the individuals.  However that doesn't stop my imagination from casting myself over to where you are and wonder what you are thinking, dreaming or feeling and what your life is like where you live.  I wonder what you think when you read these thoughts and if they strike any chords ink your life. I of course feel very fortunate that anybody takes the time to read these things.  Gone are the days of sticking a note in a bottle and casting it into the sea not sure if it will ever reach someone.  But still, because that curious boy still lives inside of me, cast my imagination into the cyber-sea to what ever port you may live and thank you.  We may never meet but each one of you has made a difference in my life and I am grateful and humbled.  Thanks.  If you are in need of a bottle here it is...  dunkelcraiggie@gmail.com

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