I can’t shake the feeling that I’ll never be happy. This intuition, this irrational understanding that I will always be drowning. That regardless of how hard I swim, how much breath I have, or how steady the current, I will never reach the oceans surface. I know that the air is beautiful. Others have said so, they’ve spoken to me of the wonderful, artistic splendor that lurks just centimeters above the waters murky surface.
But it’s dark down here. It’s dark and its cold and my legs are freezing over.
The sunlight penetrates the sea some days, but only enough to illuminate the barrier between us. Never […]