"So I'm sitting here again, watching the salty waves crash onto the shore. Except this time 'round my sky is not filled with pastel clouds and gentle golden breezes. The granite sky is rumbling with discontent, and the black clouds are muttering their agreeance as fingers of lightning graze the churning waters. As is the weather, so is my life in turmoil. "
Keep your head up. You never know what may be walking towards you from the horizon.
Painted in for Always