I’m in unfamiliar waters.
I’m not treading water.
I’m not clutching a buoy.
They are stuck in one area.
I do not want to live like that.
I’m not clinging to a life raft.
That choice would imply scenarios
that I refuse to ponder.
I’m in a seaworthy sailboat.
I’m getting my sea legs.
Sailing lessons are in my future.
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