The optimist is fighting hard to get to the front of the line and I can hear him screaming:
"Stop it! Be happy. You deserve to be happy! Stop overthinking and jump into this wave with your arms wide open. I'll be there with you. Let's just find out where this part of the sea takes us."
So, I'll face the sun and close my eyes, as I stretch my arms wide and fall into the gentle embrace of this new, blue ocean I find myself in. I pray the waves are gentle this time around.
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