Jumping into a pool


The first time I did a belly flop, I didn’t expect it to hurt so much.

Because I didn’t gauge how tall the springboard was.

I also didn’t look at how deep the pool was.

The belly flop hurt. Then I fell deep into the water.

I don’t swim.

When I was a little kid, I’d often do cannonballs. Those hurt less. But you also needed to make sure the water was deep enough or else you might hurt yourself and hit the floor. That happened to me before too.

Being in a pool of water is one of the freest feelings in the world, but you also feel lost.

But when you are in the ocean, (or large lake. I’ve never swum in the ocean), you realize how little guidance there is to your situation.

That’s what I feel like right now. Which direction do I go towards? Do I go deeper into the laker? Do I swim back to land? Do I swim to where my friends are? What happens when the tide starts pushing me one way? Do I follow it, or go against it. Or do I just… Exist?

“Never try jumping into an empty pool and expect rain”

Jason Mraz really has a way with lyrics and metaphors

Perhaps the best thing for me to do right now is, well…

Look at the water.

The world is your ocean, they say.

Where will it take me?






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