A gentle sea caresses me, impossible to sink because it is an alien yet familiar tranquil sea (full of love? salt? I’m buoyant.)

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Tiny (oh so tiny, Planck-scale!) bubble-fishes in the quantum foam . . . give me kisses just as I think I might need one.

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Whoever thought a “boring” story with no plot . . . could be fun/nourishing/soothing or

Maybe just silly so I smile.

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But it is relaxing in this turquoise sea, the storm fading into the distance like the cosmic/microwave background of the birth of the universe- there, probably I guess, ever present but only recently discovered- or always somehow known and part of my being.

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Sweetness, gentle quantum foam fishes- every person I ever loved- surrounding me and holding me but flitting away or coming back- allowing me to rest and be free.

updated by @americymru: 11/24/19 06:16:51PM