Love Letter from Lake Rosseau


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I am a chrysalis.

Stretched in a hammock, wrapped in a cocoon of cotton/silk blend, I hang suspended between two trees, with the sunlight dappling the leafy canopy overhead.

The lake is glittering below me, and the breeze is cool, and laughing.

I think of you, many oceans away, waiting out sandstorms, and I marvel at the possibility that despite our unique adventures, despite the friends who try so hard to fill us with love, despite our interesting jobs and busy schedules, we might sit in the same kind of quiet and yearn for the exact same things.

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