By J.J. Macke
53 year old Jonathan sits alone at the seashore. Seagulls fly overhead. Pelicans dive. Lovers hold hands and walk in the distance yet, Jonathan remains unaware. His feet barely touch the water’s edge as the small inshore waves flow in and out. The tide is receding. He watches and thinks of how the rise and fall of each wave mirrors life with its ups and downs, ins and outs, successes and failures, births and deaths.
All the while, his life force trickles out of him slowly. Of this, he is well aware, and yet, he does nothing to stop it. Continue reading