I wrote this in my journal up at the lake house. I was having a difficult month and wrote it to soothe some of my own anxieties. It's very weird, but I thought I would share it anyway. If you find it helpful, I will happily post more. If not, I will keep it quiet in my journal
Part One: The Bubble Bath & The Storm at Sea
I noticed youíre drowning.
The rain shoots down all around you, pelleting your face like bullets from an army of tiny soldiers. The dark skies scream and howl, violent clouds swarming above you. Thunder and lightning crack through the air at random, ensuring that you never feel a moment of peace. Gusts of wind spray saltwater everywhere, flooding into your mouth and down your throat.