Portrait of Melancholy

Michaella Henry
Mar 16, 2020 · 6 min read
Photo by Mika Brandt on Unsplash

On a good day, I am an average-sized fish in an average-sized lake, with fins just strong enough to get by. There is no tide in a lake, not much adventure. I simply exist.

On a bad day, I am not a fish at all. I am a single blade of grass ripped away, lost in an ocean, which drags me further away from where and what I am meant to be.