A definitely sense of floating through life right now. I can't touch bottom, but I'm not panicked. I see the waves coming, but I know how to dive under them. I feel the power of their pull. I see the people along the shore--so many of them. The water isn't cold, it's comforting. I'm being pushed side to side and I know that I'm not in control, but the fact that I'm floating feels like I am; feels like I know exactly what I'm doing. I chose to be here and here I am. I can get out anytime. The yellow flag up on the lifeguard stand isn't red yet. Someday soon is coming. I don't know how to state that any clearer.
Senses are stirring.
