In for the Rain: Short Stories, Drifting

This rowboat of mine has floated for some time. I see no end of it. I daze off into the moonlit sky. Its light comforts me. The stars fill the sky but no picture they show guide me. Even the brightest one could never lead me home. The still of the water keeps me lost for ages. I drift off to my sleep only to float on further. I long for a destination or a place of peace. I took this rowboat to your heart and got lost on the way. I took this risky journey only for you to say do not stay.

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