Message in a Bottle from Zazie Lee

To all my friends on shore,

I want to say I’m sorry.  I’m sorry I let you down.  I thought for sure the day we set sail I was going on a great adventure.  I just knew I would make you proud.  I had no idea there would be no communication on board.  Who knew the Captain would keep such a tight ship?  I felt sure there would be parties and a fun and entertaining crew.  The crew seems to have seen a ship wreck or two.  They are reserved and their appetite for adventure has jumped ship. 

When we came to the island, I feared you coming aboard so I decided if you did I could hide in a life raft.  You would never see me there.  I could see you from afar. Man I Love you guys.  I love the way I feel when you make me smile.  The way we laughed. The way you helped me up when I felt like the whole world was against me.  I always knew you were there.  Now, I sit in shame of the decisions I have made.  I don’t want you to see me.  I look weak, my clothes once beautiful are torn. My spirit is sleeping.  I don’t want you to know I never found the gold I once dreamed of.  If we could just set sail again before you mention my name.

Don’t worry about me.  From my room I have a small porthole where I can still see the sunset and rise.  I still believe in the adventure.  I spend my time plugging holes in this ship.  Sometimes it is an endless battle and when a storm hits I am sure that that will be the time we will sink to the very depths of the ocean.   I often cannot believe the rainbows that follow and break the angry sky.  The sun shines on my face and I start plugging holes again.  What gives when your life is simply looking out and hoping?  There are no anchors at sea.  You strain your eyes for a tiny glimpse of an island or a brave new world. How much longer shall it be?  Will I ever feel the sand on my toes again?  Will this current storm pass? 

Tell me my friend will I ever know Love again?

Zazie