Saltwater

by Jessica Andrews

There is a lot of freedom in not having anchors, but sometimes I think it would be nice to have a reason to be somewhere.

It is interesting to listen back to my own replies. I notice the pauses and repetitions and colloquialisms I use, and how I often seem to have trouble expressing what I want to say. It is similar to looking at your own Facebook profile, which seems narcissistic but is actually just a way of trying to find a sense of yourself and comparing the way you feel to the way that others see you.

It isn’t something more, just something else.