Sea Glass

So I sit musing.  I have been here for just under 50 days but time seems to be passing differently.  The moments drag as if they will never end but the days fly by faster than I can keep track.  I have been here for forever but haven't finished a week.  I think back to August when I was packing up my room.  Each time I returned cleaning out more of the the dark corners filled with childhood dreams and high school wishes.  I discovered a small wooden box from when I was really young, in which are rocks.  Not sparkly, not shiny, not colorful or bright, nothing too special except that they are smooth a worn until all the edges had been removed.  Mixed in with the rocks, that I had treasured and saved from pre-ten-years-old times, was a blue piece of sea glass.  It was actually intriguing and truly wonderful to find this little treasure chest I had left for myself.  Of all the things that I would save over the years; favorite toys, my barbie doll collection, music posters, projects or papers, I saved a small tin of ordinary stones and a small piece of ordinary sea glass.