**We’re all having an existential crisis here today, we thousands on this beautiful morning. But we’re ignoring the shouts in favor of the whispers. At least that’s what I’m projecting, listening to the tiny voices swirling in from the crashing of the waves to my right, always to my right, when I head north first. I don’t need a compass when I have the ocean. :: style has ink splatters and dripping colors --ar 5:3 --s 750** - Image #1 <@163360654722334722>
Were all having an existential crisis here today, we thousands on this beautiful morning. But were ignoring the shouts in favor of the whispers. At least thats what Im projecting, listening to the tiny voices swirling in from the crashing of the waves to my right, always to my right, when I head north first. I dont need a compass when I have the ocean.  style has ink splatters and dripping colors