I wish someone would take me back to the Oasis to just chill and not think about anything because I’m tired and so totally out of sleep.
I just want to be back there… to have something tall and cool in my hand… while I look at the clouds and wait for a few hours until sunset.
I want to be at the Oasis, where the sky is close enough to offer the physical ease and freedom from all sorts of pain I need right now.
Sometimes, life is so unfair in what it gives; in what challenges it freely hands over to you to possess. Then it mocks you. It belittles your capacity to think and resolve, and it takes you down in the muck.
I miss my dad. He would have loved to be at the Oasis with my mom for sure.