Take Me Away

Isn't this a beautiful image? The blue waters of the vast ocean are a wondrous beauty, a testament to the loveliness of our planet. It's no wonder that so many people are drawn to the beach when they want to get away and relax. The ocean provides a calm mood, the beach a scene where we can forget out cares and watch the blue waves. The ebb and flow, isn't it lovely?

And incredibly terrifying?

Each entry I add to this blog makes me feel like I'm at a confessional... other than the fact that I'm not Catholic, and there is no priest, and no charge! Still, it sounds like I'm confessing a deep and dark secret, something of embarrassment, when I shouldn't feel embarrassed at all. It makes me who I am, and who I am is terrifed of deep water. I feel no fear for the animals tha dwell within it (not saying I'd get chummy with a shark by any means, but they don't frighten me) but rather the ocean itself. If I can see the bottom of the body of water, I'm fine (I don't freak out in the deep end of swimming pools so don't worry) but when you get to the vast, dark depths of the sea and even some lakes, it makes me want to faint. I'm a bit claustraphobic, forgive me if I spelled that incorrectly but I'm too lazy to look up its proper spelling at the moment. Anyways, I find it strange how somehting that can be so beautiful and fascinating can terrify me.

The clearness of the water is a huge factor in my fear, and unclear waters scare the crap out of me. I have to be able to see, and if you had one blind eye you'd have a greater love and appreciation for sight as I have. As it were, I tend to get freaked out even when I watch movies where the characters are in deep water and there is nothing to be seen for miles around. SCARES. ME. TO. DEATH. Yet when they take those underwater films where they are near the reef and there are tons of fish, I feel fine watching those. Perhaps I fear the unknown more than the water, or I would assume that if it weren't for the fact that the dark doesn't frighten me at all. I love the dark actually, it's cozy and private, very much like a beach.

As such, for me, when I want to retreat and relax I'd rather take the opportunity to go into a dark room, turn on a single lamp, and either read or write quietly. I like to do this particularly on snowy days, in the early hours before the snow has been disturbed and my family is awake, but that's a topic for another day.

Ocean, I do not hate you, I think you are beautiful in many aspects, but you scare me (sorta like a woman... again, another topic for another day, tomorrow is going to be busy). I hope that you understand that you and I were simply not meant to be my dear, but may you forever go on being as blue as you are and bring that peaceful bliss to many people. Goodbye dear Ocean, may we never meet again.