In response to The Daily Post’s writing Prompt: “Danger.”
It’s only danger, if it’s fear that follows. When I look into the ocean all I see is danger. I have this huge fear of the ocean, but I admire it with romance. It makes me feel a wave of emotions, content, lost, sometimes angry. But mostly it makes me feel vulnerable and that is dangerous. The thing about the ocean that frightens me is not knowing much about it or what’s in it. When you get in alone you all of a sudden feel like you’re being watched by something. You’re never really alone out there are you?