Where actually we exist with lies of hope that we will find the land more certain without waves scaring us with missed calls of storm , a haunted pace with no similar face , with a blank surrounding nothing ahead nothing behind round and round a beautiful truth that "How free we are ? How loneliness is truly happiness how each and every uncertainty is not a surprise but a bliss of magic we had but now we can feel it for real " One thing I could do for eternity would be writing ✨✍️ . Welcome to the day 21 of #YoMeWriMo or the YourQuote Metaphor Writing Month i.e. December. It's time to collab and elaborate on the #metaphor. #uncertaintyisthatisland #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba