Underwater
it's nearly silent
incredibly quiet
all sharp sounds softened by the waves.
Underwater
all of the loud, nagging noises of life fades into a faint murmur
bearable for once.
Underwater
I kick my way to the bottom
the pressure filling my ears
all I can hear is the water.
Underwater
I stay
I wait
until I start to float back up
until I run out of air
until I shoot up
up
up
out of the water
dripping
breathing
surrounded by sounds
surrounded by air.
Which to choose
quiet silence
or air?
My favorite season has begun
stark white against the grayish brown of stick season
filling in the gaps between colorful fall and crisp winter
well, fall and winter are both crisp
SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW
ecstatic
excited
ready for winter
eating it from the sky
feeling your socks get soggy and wet and cold as you reach out your chilly arms
it's snow
I'm ready for it
The fear
well, more like terror
and self-consciousness
and discomfort
that comes with thinking that someone is looking at you
their eyes on you
it's truly horrible
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