so i decided to cast a spell. each day for a month i put my focus into building my death. i was over life on earth, it hurt too much. love seemed missing, everyone was feeding off everyone else and society was mad. about a week in and i found myself booking a flight, a month later and it was christmas, and i was in new zealand. the spell was supposed to go like this: i would be swimming in a warm sea, surrounded by dolphins with a warm sun shining. i’d then dive down and at the deepest i could swim, take a breath.
