In response to The Daily Post’s writing Prompt: Danger!“>”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. I embrace it. It makes me feel a wave of emotions: content, lost, peace, anger, but mostly vulnerable and that is dangerous. Vulnerability.
The thought of the unknown and hidden life forms beneath me is terrifying. When I get in alone, I suddenly feel like I’m being watched by something or someone. No matter where you are in the world, the sky, land, and sea, you’re never really alone out there… are you?
“Cape Point, Cape Town, South Africa: Where the two oceans meet.”
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