I'm still floating on the ocean.
I'm still surrounded by salty molecules.
As my insides try to settle themselves onto flat land, I try to find focus. It's hard to pin point. My life revolves around other lives, around other people's beauty, around emotion and large scale things. I may be whole unto my self, but I am larger than whole, I am infinite, when I am with others.
How can I ensure my retreat into self so I may present what I have to offer when I come back into it?
Focus Lydia, focus, so you may be ambiguous once more.