Anchors Ah-Stay!

You gotta give it up to stability, sanity, being anchored.

Emotions are strong and often we are told to use them with caution. If we expressed ourselves non-filter most of the time we'd probably be friendless and partially human.

Too raw. 

So as the pendulum swings we do our best to sit in the middle and hold the line. 

Anchor ourselves. 

Today was a decent test of that. I wanted to load my mouth full of hollow tips and let loose with reckless abandon. I'd walk over bodies and keep blasting. Verbal violence, homicide by word, massacre by utterance!


Here I am anchored at the dock, maintaining. Staying a float, cruising on small riptides.