Farewell virtues. Goodnight ladies and gentlemen of yesteryear, rise and shine men and woman of now. Now. Too busy for intimacy and passion, consumed by wear and tear of a new generation to the point of a shallow shell of a being. Tell romance I send my regards. You are told you are happy because you have earned the things you have been told you must achieve in life. Happiness is the unending ocean and you merely dabble about in the tide as it laps at the shore. The lump in your throat is the fear to venture farther towards the infinite horizon, the knot in your heart is regret. Those who don’t return from the sea prefer not to be called ‘lost at sea’, but home. Happiness is the unending ocean.