50 Word Stories: Treading Water

I'm treading water. I don't feel it or think it, but know it. The slap of life's rippling waves tickles my toes; it doesn't make me laugh. Balancing, that's me, bobbing up and down on tiptoes as the tide draws me away. Keep watching the horizon because Iā€™m not returning.

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17 thoughts on “50 Word Stories: Treading Water

  1. Usually you think of treading water as being something negative and relating to not being able to move forward, but you use it as in going somewhere because of your finishing line – the sunset – and so I like that because instead of treading water and going nowhere you are doing it rather than going beneath the surface and/or drowning and metaphorically this is very much the truth my talented friend

    1. You always know just what to say. šŸ™‚
      I wonder if you’d have known what to say to the fox that almost tripped me up whilst running down a hill this morning? šŸ¤”
      Try harder šŸ˜œ

      1. Gosh now I just want to weld my wings together, slip them on and catch a moon beam over to your misty neck of the woods, o to live like that, I think it’s the only way to live actually all else just seems spectacle.

      2. My question EXACTLY! šŸ˜‰ I was talking the the other day about ‘moving back’ and the main issue of course is $ so that’s why I ask. I know the North is a little less expensive but it’s also changing with the increased immigration and how nobody can actually afford anything šŸ˜¦

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