When you're already at the top, all that's left is the road down.
It's almost irritating, neither side of the scale itself has been able to be called a climb to the top, but why do I already have the feeling that I'm stuck where I am and not moving forward. Like swimming against the current in a rapid stream, I felt more and more that my limbs were becoming heavy with each swing.
Uncontested and unwilling. I know, my mind is not the same as the surface of a rippling lake, it's as easy to get bumpy as a pot of water in your hand. I don't really like this side of myself that I occasionally show off-camera, and I loathe this hesitation in my heart.
But then I saw a whole new view: the colours. In the centre of the blue world are the changing colours of the seven colours. The infinite ocean that reflects the sunlight glittering, the coral-coloured sheen reflecting under the waves, the blue water reflecting the blue sky, stretching all the way to the other end of the linking sky... Infinite margins, infinite possibilities.
With the sea breeze caught in your hair, blowing off loose droplets and all your worries, perhaps it is not the ability to stop, but your own vision.
The choice is difficult, but not inevitable. I'm going to take all the uncontested and the fullness of it into my arms. It will become a part of me, like the connecting sky and sea horizon. I will take them and make them waves, a tidal surge.
Enjoy yourself, whether at work or in battle, this huge wave will be lifted by me, Nessa!
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Hello, there is Nessa who’s working two jobs, I'll do my best at either one so best not underestimate me, I like role playing and quick matches and am a switch, always eager for a worthwhile game!
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