P.S. this was inspired by the writing below.
Cold from the shower yet not cold enough to quit. I walk to get suited with the burdensome oxygen take and the fish that make me waddle like a duckling, I wear them as they fit perfectly on my tiny feet. I bed down to check the water as a daily routine. the pool temperature is controlled but the water is still bitter like the cold ocean it logs to be. the bitterness of the water that has a sense of pleasantness too. As I slowly step into the vibrant blue of the pool, it envelopes me leaving only a deformed image on the surface. the vivid coolness of the water takes control as I start to shiver even though I am wearing a full-sleeved swimsuit. As I go deeper into the pool I see everything and everyone with me so clearly as the goggles I wear are clean and crisp. the longer I stay underneath the water surface the more I forget how it feels to be on land. looking up from the floor, the surface looks like a place I would never longed to be part of as the weight from above is lost in the flowing currents of the icy water. the longer I stay below the more it feels like a dream filled with magic and fantasy that came true. as quiet nature absorbs me into its beauty and stillness I lose all my worries one by one. As I return to the surface once again the burdens once lost to the current and silence come back heavier and stronger, making me forget the bliss I felt in the water behind me. but this bliss is not something I lost or forgot, because when I step back into the water it gives me a sense of discovery over and over again. As this cycle repeats, a new fresh feeling and understanding absorbs me as I enter the water once more to breathe.












