Mindless Excerpt #1
She walked along the beach, under the gray cover of the sky. The
ocean looked equally as murky and unsettled as the sky did.
Thunder rumbled, and a bright flash of lightening streaked across
the afternoon gloom. Her feet were freezing from the touch
of the ocean foam, but something about it made her feel less numb,
so she couldn't bring herself to move. She huddled close
to the assortment of dull boulders sprinkled about the base of the
cliff, as she picked her way towards the sea. There was no
rain--not yet,
but waiting made her restless. She inched around a jagged rock,
damp sand clinging to the bottoms of her feet, and at last
found herself collapsing at the waters edge. Still, it receeded
away from her, into itself, as if repulsed.
There was something lonely in the gesture she made next--something
desperate. She dragged herself forward on hands
and knees towards the cold, unwanting waters. She left prints in
the sand.
It wasn't anything. At least, it almost
wasn't. To her though, it was everything. Because the water
coiled in on itself like a snake
readying to spring, and then it washed forward, and she
couldn't have been happier to find relief and
acceptance--finally.
Even as it made her skin burn with the cold, it felt better than
her aching heart.