Post by EMS on Apr 24, 2015 17:27:41 GMT -8
Rey TaifunSpring is one of my favorite times of the year. Winter is gone, and the cold weather has faded away, and it brings in a new sensation. One of hope. One of praise as the lives around us flourish. Flowers bloom above. Trees turn green again. Spring is when I sit on the edge of the beach watching the waves crash down against the sandy shore. Sometimes I wish I was a fish. Fish swim for hours upon hours without any worries in the world. They spring through the rapids happy as a family works together. Sometimes humans are like that. Sometimes when they're training, they injure themselves, and it seems like a vast majority of the people run towards me for healing. It seems redundant at times. It's the same thing every day. Oh I sliced my arm, or oh I chopped a finger off. Help me. Help me. Don't get me wrong. I love helping people, but sometimes even the person with the most compassion hits a low point where they want to do nothing but find a corner to hide in where nobody else can find them, and that's exactly what I'm doing today.
Listening to the waves crash upon the beach brings a new joy throughout my entire body. It feels relaxing. Every bit of stress flies away as my body becomes one with the waves. One with nature. The sun reflects brightly off the water flashing into my eyes, yet I don't mind as it serves as a reminder that I am alive. I've been alive for what feels like an eternity, but I've been lucky. I haven't fallen victims to the games. I haven't had anyone I know run through the mazes yet, and that is a good thing. I feel invincible like I'm on top of the world. It's like I'm free from the grasps of the Capitol, but it's always too good to be true.
Sighing to myself, I push myself to my feet, and I run forward as fast as I can before diving head first into the shallow end of the ocean. It's dangerous, yes, but I've done it many times, and I'm sure this won't be the last.
