flutternew catch.
new reel.
new line.
new bait.
let's go.
this year is zooming by.
i can feel it.
pretty soon everything will fly past.
like the moth that's currently on the table.
i have to shave for founder's.
i guess it's okay.
only thing is that picture taking is next tuesday.
can we not cut for monday.
sigh.
i am lazy to practice.
maybe tomorrow morning then.
those days of taking it easy.
are no longer here anymore.
in front of me lies the sea of stress.
pressure and tension in waves circling around and around.
i'll take the plunge in, hold my breath.
and hopefully make it out with a gasp for breath.
i know somewhere you will be waiting.
in your own discreet ways.
but i promise you.
somehow i'll make it through to you.
i'll swim.
i'll struggle.
i'll move through the thick blue water.
until i reach you.