Sometimes I dream that our planet used to be much bigger than it is now. I dream of vast expanses of water to glide through freely. I can see it so clearly; gloriously blue in its endless enormity. The ecstasy that permeates my entire being as the water slides over my fins and across my back feels all too real to simply be a figment of my imagination; it’s no surprise that I often confuse it for a memory. What’s puzzling, is that in the dream, I feel that I am there, wholly, authentically, and free of burden. However, when I wake, I’m back here, clasped in the tight embrace of darkness and hostility.
Three Whales in One Tank
26th May 2023
