on the water, in the city, 3.24.24

before i got in the water, i was nervous. when i got in, i was scared. i couldn’t even do 7/8 mph without feeling terrified, but after a while i was hitting 45+ mph. after a while there wasn’t much thought, just more action. it felt so liberating. i guess what i’m trying to say is on the other side of fear is freedom and that i’m hoping that’s a metaphor that materializes in life sooner rather than later.

-ratha, 4:22pm, 3.24.24