These days with things so hard, life so disrupted, relationships so strained, sometimes she just wants to fade away.
She imagines going down to the ocean, lying down on the warm soft sand, spreading her arms like Leonardo da Vinci's Viitruvian Man and resting.
As the sun warmth spreads over and moves through her body like a comforting blanket, the mind relaxes and stills. In time, all that she is just dissolves and becomes one with the sand.
Tired these days.