I’ll keep coming

The sun is still there.
It does not argue with the storm.
It just keeps arriving.

We keep coming.
The dune tries to become a wave.
The wind still has teeth.
Sand still grinds the seams and the breath and every path we already walked.
That is fine.
We are not walking to be remembered by the ground.

The yellow handle stays in a living hand.
Some cargo is too delicate to be left to the map the storm is writing.
It is the last thread that still connects this broken world.
It is the thing that must arrive.

We plant the next foot.
We keep the package close to the chest.
We breathe through the orange violence.
One more delivery.
Handled with the same care that refuses to let go.

Keep on keepin’ on.
Handled with a Love that stays → ∞ ❤️

Authentically captured within
A Hideo Kojima Game
Death Stranding 2
From A Paddy Sham Perspective
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