If
you were to cut me, I would bleed every single one of my dreams,
my hopes, and my desires. They will flow across my flesh in tides
of red, but if you look closely they are full of so much more. My
blood is thrumming with excitement, the possibly of meeting new
lands and seeing new people. The oceans will match my heartbeat,
and the sun will set as I close my eyes for
sleep.