Analogy
In the year 2021, I was dropped into the ocean. Doing everything in my power to get back to shore. I don’t have the capacity to breathe underwater. All I can do is try my hardest not to drown. All I have is the hope that maybe I won’t be in this predicament. I don’t know why this had to happen to me, but help me. Please.
In the present year, it’s almost like I’ve become content with being in the ocean. I want to back to shore, but then there’s a part of me that feels like going back wouldn’t feel right anymore. It feels like I’m comfortable in this position. The last thing for me to do is accept it.