Taking in has always been difficult, more so when throwing out isn't an option. Hence I sit at the ocean side often these days watching the tides as they play with my feet. They come wash me, cleanse me and take all my dirt inside them. But the ocean still seems cleaner. It is ready to give anything I want, but it doesn't have anything I need. It's full of abundance, yet it has nothing to offer me. But I still come sit here