I feel like I am staring down into a churning sea.
I also feel I could fly.
Things are never what they seem, and I find it very difficult to know who to trust.
Especially not myself, as these feelings stem from me and my perspective.
What if I jumped thinking I could fly but ended up drowning in that cold water below me?
But I still had to try.
I ran forward and took that leap of faith.
I wrote this in response to my challenge of writing Wednesday.