Lost in an endless sea of wheat. A gentle breeze stirs the long stalks. I am a ship. Drifting aimlessly through the waves. My hands brush against the top of the sea. I am lost. Lost in thought among the waves. A soul forever drifting, looking for the answers. Where my thoughts shall lead me next, I know not. I am a mere ship, my captain hidden from my view. As I float, a thought comes to me. So many ships, so many like me, have been lost to the sands of time. Suddenly, I am my own captain, my purpose giving me command. I find my way out of the sea, shedding my sails. I am me. I am a ship that shall not be forgotten. I shall be remembered by all who hear my name. I am no longer lost. I have found myself.
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Mind's Eye
ContoThis is a collection of short stories I have written. Read to see through my mind's eye. Enjoy!
