07/11/2025
Community Collaborative Short Story (July 7, 2025)
(sentences added by random people throughout the day - unedited)
I'll never know why I did it. All I knew was something had to change!
But instead of currents, the tide remained the same. I stared out at the writhing waves below. I dove in, for it was the only way foreward My friends met me there beneth the tumbling waves, circling and playing like seals in the tides. It had been a long time, but swimming comes like cycling. So I cycled hard into the rocky wild terrain. And took a big, long breath, before I plunged my head below the surface. Where my thoughts go, my energy flows, and from all the seeds I plant and make everything grows. It was the perfect reminder that just as the waves came crashing, and my heart keeps beating, I am one with every piece of the world around me. My head emerges from the water and I gasp for air. I became different, something knew. Something salty, and free and changed. Suddenly I was brine, I was the sun, I danced off waves -- My ancestors called and I heard them, screaming, laughing, watching. It was a great start to my Sunday. But soon, I had to do something about the "incident" from earlier. When they try to break you: Be light, be water. So I turned my face up where the light fractured along the waves. I let the sun's warmth permeate my skin and the tide's coolness my bones. To let the flowers bloom, even through the pains of growth, I flourish. I closed my eyes, and with everything I was and am, I knew everything would be as it should. Ok!
