I am the unkept waves crashing at every edge of land, over and over until the end of time. I am the Twitter bird that harbours opinions; popular and unpopular, after a day of debate. I am the bedsheets that welcome you with open arms after a day of surprises, miracles, and tragedies. I am the blueberry swirl you can’t wait to try, but I am the shark that pounces when its boundaries are crossed. I’m your old iPod stuffed with nostalgia that calls back to Sunday mornings at Grandma’s house. I am everyone’s favorite gatorade, slept on but loved when discovered. I am the baby blue sky everyone thinks they see; but only a select few stay awake to see my true colors. I am the carpet that welcomes new feet, and I am the sea that borders every mass of humanity, waiting to welcome the next wave or surfers.