Stepping onto the old wooden steps,<\/p>\n
I feel as though I have seen this place before.<\/p>\n
Where have I been for the past several years?<\/p>\n
I have to keep moving.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Stepping onto the old wooden boat,<\/p>\n
I feel as though I have been at this place before.<\/p>\n
Where have I smelled this before?<\/p>\n
I start to paddle.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Paddling deeper into the ocean,<\/p>\n
I feel as though these waves are too familiar.<\/p>\n
Where have I felt their push before?<\/p>\n
I look ahead, and start to take out my fishing pole.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I realize my actions,<\/p>\n
They have all happened before.<\/p>\n
I have seen this image a thousand times in my dreams.<\/p>\n
I have felt the stillness of the pole while I waited for my dinner to show.<\/p>\n
I always woke up after this part.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Woke up in the middle of nowhere,<\/p>\n
Woke up to the chaotic life of mine,<\/p>\n
Woke up to the daily work load of mine,<\/p>\n
Woke up to the unfulfilled dreams of mine.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
But today I finally slept long enough to watch the first catch of my life.<\/p>\n
I finally felt the rush of a flapping creature pulling my fishing pole.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
It’s gasping for air,<\/p>\n
I mean water.<\/p>\n
I can’t breathe.<\/p>\n
What did I just do?<\/p>\n
I can’t breathe!<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
It’s wide eyes are staring right at mine.<\/p>\n
It’s lips are open and it’s still flopping around.<\/p>\n
I can’t breathe!<\/p>\n
I mean,<\/p>\n
The fish!<\/p>\n
It can’t breathe!<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
My hands,<\/p>\n
Violently shaking in fear.<\/p>\n
I let it go.<\/p>\n
It falls in and swims away.<\/p>\n
I jump into the ocean with it.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
But I can’t swim.<\/p>\n
I am not even trying to move.<\/p>\n
I sink down.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And I just keep sinking.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I can feel the pressure of the heavy water pushing me down,<\/p>\n
Deeper and deeper.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I can’t breathe,<\/p>\n
My vision is slowly fading,<\/p>\n
I can feel the intensity of the saltwater fill my lungs.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I wake up now.<\/p>\n
Wanting to sink to the bottom of the ocean once again.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
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