I’m knee deep and waiting, waiting for the fear to abate.
Daily I wade in to my knees, wanting to go deeper. But I’m tethered to the shore. The safety of the shore.
Always staying in the shallows, never venturing in over my head, even with the freedom that the deeper waters offer. A freedom as yet unrealized.
To swim in those deeper waters, to live in those deeper waters, realizing a lifestyle that I yearn for. That in reality would be closer to a true me than seems possible. Would I flounder? Unable to adapt, finding, to late, that I would lose myself so far from the shore.
My desire grows though, diminishing the fear of failure.
I would dive into those deeper waters. Leave my current existence behind. Yet this life I’m living has anchored me, restricted me. Limited me.
I’m knee deep, my tether, tight to the shore, fraying.
About the Creator
Katie
Really just an amateur trying my hand at this.
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