{"id":83,"date":"2022-08-04T12:32:25","date_gmt":"2022-08-04T16:32:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/?post_type=chapter&p=83"},"modified":"2022-08-04T12:32:30","modified_gmt":"2022-08-04T16:32:30","slug":"a-love-letter-to-blooming-point","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/chapter\/a-love-letter-to-blooming-point\/","title":{"raw":"A Love Letter to Blooming Point","rendered":"A Love Letter to Blooming Point"},"content":{"raw":"
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\r\n\r\nBlooming Point beach doesn\u2019t like to be seen by everyone. She hides herself behind sand dunes dressed up in tall green grass.\r\nLike a lover, the ocean promises to reveal herself only to me. <\/span>\r\n\r\nI rest my weary bones in the sand and embrace the sound of tides.\r\nI close my eyes for a moment, breathe in the salty air, and envision the waves carrying me far from shore. <\/span>\r\n\r\nI don\u2019t have a death wish, but sometimes I long to disappear. <\/span>\r\n\r\nEven if only for a day. <\/span>\r\n\r\nThe world is so loud and all-consuming, heavy on my being. But in the water, for once, I could feel weightless\r\nand experience a form of stillness and silence within me that I am unable to find here on land. <\/span>\r\n\r\nLooking out into the water, I see nothing beyond the horizon. Yet, I like to imagine that there is somewhere safe cradled in the sea,\r\nand that it's only for me. <\/span>\r\n\r\nA place where there are no due dates or traffic lights or texts that I feel obligated to answer.<\/span>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n
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\r\n\r\nI am so tired of all the noise and movement in the everyday world.\r\nStress continues to take a toll on my tender mind and body, and time never stops moving forward as much as I keep begging. My morning alarm told me it doesn\u2019t care if I feel rested or not, it must go off regardless. <\/span>\r\n\r\nI like to imagine myself away in the waves.\r\nI\u2019ll finally quiet the world around me, allowing myself to experience what it feels to be a human without distractions.\r\nI don\u2019t have a death wish, but wouldn\u2019t it be nice to not worry <\/span>about anything. <\/span>\r\n\r\nDear ocean, take me away. I am your lady for the day. <\/span>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>","rendered":"
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Blooming Point beach doesn\u2019t like to be seen by everyone. She hides herself behind sand dunes dressed up in tall green grass.
\nLike a lover, the ocean promises to reveal herself only to me. <\/span><\/p>\n

I rest my weary bones in the sand and embrace the sound of tides.
\nI close my eyes for a moment, breathe in the salty air, and envision the waves carrying me far from shore. <\/span><\/p>\n

I don\u2019t have a death wish, but sometimes I long to disappear. <\/span><\/p>\n

Even if only for a day. <\/span><\/p>\n

The world is so loud and all-consuming, heavy on my being. But in the water, for once, I could feel weightless
\nand experience a form of stillness and silence within me that I am unable to find here on land. <\/span><\/p>\n

Looking out into the water, I see nothing beyond the horizon. Yet, I like to imagine that there is somewhere safe cradled in the sea,
\nand that it’s only for me. <\/span><\/p>\n

A place where there are no due dates or traffic lights or texts that I feel obligated to answer.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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I am so tired of all the noise and movement in the everyday world.
\nStress continues to take a toll on my tender mind and body, and time never stops moving forward as much as I keep begging. My morning alarm told me it doesn\u2019t care if I feel rested or not, it must go off regardless. <\/span><\/p>\n

I like to imagine myself away in the waves.
\nI\u2019ll finally quiet the world around me, allowing myself to experience what it feels to be a human without distractions.
\nI don\u2019t have a death wish, but wouldn\u2019t it be nice to not worry <\/span>about anything. <\/span><\/p>\n

Dear ocean, take me away. I am your lady for the day. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":78,"menu_order":4,"template":"","meta":{"pb_show_title":"on","pb_short_title":"","pb_subtitle":"","pb_authors":["jennifer-alexander"],"pb_section_license":""},"chapter-type":[],"contributor":[66],"license":[],"class_list":["post-83","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry","contributor-jennifer-alexander"],"part":3,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/83","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/78"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/83\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":84,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/83\/revisions\/84"}],"part":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/parts\/3"}],"metadata":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/83\/metadata\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=83"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"chapter-type","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapter-type?post=83"},{"taxonomy":"contributor","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/contributor?post=83"},{"taxonomy":"license","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.upei.ca\/artsreview-xi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/license?post=83"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}