Where I Belong

To a passerby I'm clinging on in a desperate place. No nourishment, almost alone, catching moisture by chance and exposed to the whim of the elements from one extreme to another.

Somehow I found myself here. Whilst it wasn't a conscious choice, I found enough food and drink to grow healthily; I've never encountered crowding or competition; the exposure in every direction has given me all the light and heat I've needed, whilst the winds encouraged me to be both strong and flexible.

We can't change places, but I'm fine with the view from here.

Thanks to Marlieske for hosting derelict.