Water

I am convinced I am going to drown. This is nothing new. Any boat I get into, a gentle rocking of the waves convinces me that the thing is going to capsize and I don’t want to die. (I know I say life is terrible but when it comes down to it, I don’t really want to leave it)

But this lake is flat and unmoving like a mirror. There is an island in the middle of the lake, a huge mass covered in green and we paddle around it. After a while I rest the paddles on the side of the kayak.

A current tugs, pulling the boat away from the island towards the open lake. At first I try to paddle against it. And then, I let go.