I have been a shark.
Not bloodthirsty and ravenous, but thick skinned and isolated.
I have driven myself into deeper waters seeking peace.
I have felt the need to keep moving to survive.
Those times have been rare but not necessarily unhealthy.
I have found solace in solitude. Peace in the deep and the darkness.
There is comfort in those places only because I know I must come up for air.
I recognize the breath of God will restore me.
I can't be a shark without also being a sheep.
"It is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great person is one who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude." - Ralph Waldo Emerson
