Nayarit

The ocean is a different color on this side of the world, your limbs move in a different way and your tongue speaks words you didn’t know you knew. Behind you lies a polar vortex, an indescribable winter, ahead is only sunshine and lazy scents of coconut oil but here’s the thing. 

The thing is that you can run to another coast, another ocean, you can run yourself out of those heavy clothes and heavier walls, out of a winter that wouldn’t end, but you still wake up with yourself.  The weight that sits in your gut does not belong to a winter or to a place on the map, it is yours. 

Take a deep breath.

Start at the beginning. 

Dig where you stand.