Deep Water

Hit the brakes, shift into neutral and….stay put!

There is much to be said for doing nothing, especially when anything I can think of doing might just rock this boat that much more. One degree farther and it might sink straight down to the bottom of the sea.

I’ve often fantasized about deep sea creatures. Fragile little seahorses, the fathers carrying their young in pouches as they float through a tangle of seaweed and jelly fish. Tiny coral crustaceans and oysters patiently creating pearls, one layer at a time. It seems like a fantasy world, but it isn’t.

Predators lurk in the shadows. Every crevice is a threat. Poisonous sea snakes slither around in silent glory and this Sea City becomes the watery version of NYPD Blue. Just a little less dialogue and a little more venom.

I remember the world of my childhood as one of long summers, deep lakes, and big shade trees. I long for that. Sultry summer days when there is nothing more to do than curl up with a pen and paper, or my laptop, and work away. Enough drama! I want to write about people who care about each, who go the extra mile to make life better. I want to inspire people to be the best they can be and leave the mucky stuff on the bottom for the scum suckers.

Right now that is only a dream.