water

the waves, as cliche as it sounds (which is also cliche), are getting stronger, deeper, and they carry purpose.
like those ripples in front of the Royal Viking Sun (or the Titanic) they are parting for it, signal for approach
I am anxious
I'm not sure what this go-around will be like
It feels significant
I don't remember considering the approach of the fish as much as I have considered the fish

I guess that means that this time I have to hear, swim with, sing with, use my prettiest fins to splash the water just so it looks purple, or hot pink, or green.

Time to talk to Water about this next part of the stuff I have to do
That last part was as much fun as it wasn't, actually more so
I think this time I would like to negotiate first