I feel like I'm migrating from warm tropical seas to the cold Arctic. And in so doing have left part of myself behind. The school I was swimming with bored me. So I looked elsewhere. When I saw the flash of color I dashed toward it. But I found that up close the colors aren't quite so bright.
So I returned to my former school to float in the loving comfort of familiarity. Being with him again made me want to breach and dive. For days I leapt over the waves. Singing whale song. Heart quivering with longing. Floating in the warmest of waters. Mind spinning.
But I continue to ask myself. Is this where I want to swim?
Should I set a course for the cold waters of the unknown? Will I find my true self there? Or will it make me just another cold fish moving from man to man?
I have no idea.
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