It is

12:13 pm

Floating with the stream.

What if I fail, a voice asked?  What if I sit here and I do nothing, will anything change.

Try it, another voice answered.  You do not have to do anything.  Have you ever failed at anything?

Yes, I’ve failed at everything.  I can’t do it.  I can’t risk it all.

Risk what? The calm voice answered.

Risk my life.

The calm voice smiled.

But the nervous voice continued, I do not want to be here.

Where?

Here, there, anywhere.  I do not want to hear it.  If there is truth, why do I see lies.  I want truth, why do I lie all day.

The calm voice smiled again.

There is war and politics and pain everywhere I look inside.  I do not want to look anymore, I do not want to see it.  I want it ideal.

It is.

 

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