If anyone wants to join me... here is the "inspiration" photo for the next entry.

Ready (Long time, no write.)

I've been wondering about this project for awhile. I kind of want to start it up again. New story. Anybody want to?

She took a seat on the blue bench. The world around her kept moving, kept living, and she was still. She never did like boats, or being on the water for that matter, but today was different. Today, it wasn't so bad. You see, because even though she was still, she knew she could move if she wanted to. She had forgotten that for the longest time.

The ferry had come to the other side and she took her place in the crowded line, but she was ready. Ready for what? She didn't even know. No one did. At least not yet.