The great beerier reef was one of the most breathtaking experiences of my life. I could feel myself tear at the seems, fading back to that small girl flying around the room outstretched arms, eyes closed pretending to feel the cool water on her cheeks and the stickiness of finish slid across and through her finger tips. That small girl whom belonged in that beautiful and magical world, that small girl who used to be me, and perhaps in a more significant way then previously thought still is. Its funny how strange I felt while in that water, I gave myself away to my dreams, young and naive as they were they made me who I am today. I felt as though the sky broke and everything in me escaped into a dream. It never bothered me that it wasn’t as colorful as I had imagined and wasn’t packed with life as I had thought, it only took my breath away, every part of it. For a moment I belonged to a fairy tale and that silly little memory I thought I could never truly have really happened, and really took my everything. I asked myself looking down into that foreign but familiar world if this was the place I used to love? Is this the place I’ve been dreaming of for so long? As I swam I could feel something, something so real, something I’ve needed for a very long time. This world brought me back to a place where only I truly knew.
The boat ride there and back was cool although I could only feel my mind fade into distance dark places as I watched the water breath and flow into vivid life before my eyes. Her wild waves seemed to only find outwardly peace but vicious unsettledness when she’s close. I remember understanding just how all those myths about gods and the earth came about. I remember loving the idea of ignoring the pure science of the world, if only for a moment and replacing it with magic.
Beside the pure childish fantasy of mine during this trip I also had a lot of fun. My friend’s laughter penetrated my daydreaming silence and I would be pulled back into the purity of fun that was radiating around us all. While swimming I got cut by the coral, which I never expected to be sharp (silly me). The scar wasn’t really pretty either so I spent a good amount of time contemplating what kind of story I can conjure up that makes the scar a little cooler. Maybe I was attacked by a shark? A barracuda? A really angry midget fish maybe? Anything has to be cooler than the sadly pathetic truth of getting into a fight with coral and losing. I also discovered salt water is gross and hurts when you accidently swallow it, ok I knew that but I was unfortunately and curly reminded of it.
Overall it was one of best moments of my life.
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