Shoe shod, sleekly coiffed and city suited; my journey back into the land of the living has begun in earnest . No longer a piece of discarded flotsam and jetsam, battered by the pull and crash of breaking waves; I have become as driftwood cast onto new shores offering a wealth of interesting possibilities.
The kindness of strangers has allowed me fully to become myself , a wiser, stronger version; the salt stung scrapes and bruises from the rolling surf fading into memory; my feet firmly anchored to the dry land once more.
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