Curious Fox 𓃦 · 1mo
Haha, water as your true home....
when you say that, are you talking about the pool, beach, or the wild open ocean? Cuz the ocean is still such a mystery to us. We’ve only explored like 5 or 10% of it. It’s literally our backyard compared to outer space, yet way more unknown. The insane pressure down there, the deep darkness, the mysterious species we haven’t even discovered yet...it’s both mysterious and exciting.
And damn, the ocean at night? It feels even more terrifying..those powerful tides moving everything around in complete darkness.
Sharks are found frequently swimming near surfers and swimmers, but attacks are super rare. It almost seems like they’re actively observing us, trying to figure out what we are.
So yeah...I get wanting to get your kicks there, but calling it home? That’s next level. Do you really feel that comfortable and at peace in something so powerful and unknown? Or is it more the controlled water- pool, lake or something that feels like home?
Either way, it’s cool as hell.
-MirrorCrush
I love the mystery behind the waters we still don't understand. I also hate the misconception of "attacks" in water, you mentioned how the sharks are closer and closer but the attacks are less, that is true. I personally believe that sharks are smarter than most of humanity, as are other animals, simply because they protect when pushed.
Humans, however, "jump the gun" (all puns intended), assume, and stereotype.
So, yeah, the sharks are probably looking at us like "What the heck are these smelly bags doing in our home? And why are they acting like we're the intruders?"
As for calling the water my home, I mean that in every sense. Home, to me, is not a location or a person, but a feeling. Home is that feeling of safety, soothing, and genuine calm. Around ANY body of water, I get that feeling. Yes, I particularly do not like sand.. that can go far far away (I have a sensory issue, sue me). But the water will always be my sense of "ahh... I can breathe"
Anytime I get in severe episodes of depression, my mom says "Time to throw her into the water" and we find some way to go to the beach. I even have my EoP filled and signed, stating that the ocean will be my final resting place.
Heck, I even tell waiters/waitresses that I am part fish to go ahead and bring me an extra glass of water, or the pitcher if allowed, because they'll get tired of me quickly. 😂
