Lost ground has been regained. Battles are still being fought. Breathe.
What place would I want to open my eyes to? The rain forests of Africa. Afghanistan. Cambodia?
There are infinite paths to freedom. There are infinite borders to cross. Have a heart. Hold a hand. Be held. Guide another. Breathe. Open eyes. Open mind.
Echoing my friend Dale's words - Life is good, after all.
nautical miles - the world in triumphs, in passion; viewed from a million angles.