June 26, 2010

I feel like I’m swimming in the ocean. The water looked so inviting, and I had wanted to do this for so many years, that I just dove in and started swimming. The white sunlight is warm on my head and back, the blue water running down my sides and on my arms and legs is cool and refreshing. And I’m enjoying being here. But I’m out here alone. I can’t see the shore, and I know I’m too far out to turn back. There’s only water. I hope there’s an island somewhere just over the horizon in the direction I’m swimming, but I don’t know if there is. If I stop to rest, I’ll sink. So, I’m swimming along, enjoying myself, but worried that the further I go, the more isolated I become, with no tangible evidence that I will get to the place I set out for. We’ll see what happens.