I sat down next to the river, but that isn’t close enough. Not close enough to drown out the thoughts in my head. I take off my shoes. Begin slowly, without thinking, my feet take one step after another. Deep into the rushing current. The rocks beneath my feet are slippery and cold, but I guess I don’t mind. The freezing water engulfs my legs.
To let it go. this is why I come here. Just a few more steps. Almost there.
The rock juts out.
I climb up. Sit here. Eat here. Lie here. Never want to leave here – the place where the rushing and the stillness drown out the noise.
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