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💯 STORY CHALLENGE

Forever In Transit

7 Of 💯 – Hoping the Waves will solidify my choice…

The water fizzed carefully around my hips, soaking my bikini bottom in a single wave. I came to the waves to contemplate and isolate.

To make a change, decision or just to catch a breath.

This trip to the tide determined, important, and, overdue…

I mean I had a dream opportunity pulsating through my thoughts –

Then why did it feel it was the wrong time?

Hitting the ocean from intense indecisive need, hoping each salted wave would heal and help as they had in the past.

I’d splayed out on beaches all over the world, to think or be, but this was the most pressing session I’d had in over a decade.

I’d been offered the chance of a lifetime – a journalistic position to follow and report on the biggest events in the world.

It blew my mind, my tireless hours working under pushy, rude, or downright creepy, typically white men would end!

I wouldn’t get coffee for idiots, fake interest in their horrible ideas, I’d actually move forward.

Through intentional action, through passion.

Reporting was like breathing, I HAD to know the story behind the story and, be the first to know it, write it and, plaster it to the people!

Exhaling, I tried to stop the thoughts.

What was stopping me from taking this chance and running?

Seriously? What was I doing?

I’d been practically begging to escape the current degradation and daily drudgery…

But I’d said “I need some time to think about it before jumping on board”

What!? Had I actually said that… It felt surreal looking back on the phone call.

I sat looking out at the wavering depths of the ocean and knew this job was the only choice. I guess I was really here to celebrate and say goodbye, goodbye to the salted skin of my work.

My decision was already there I just ignored it. I usually trusted myself, doing what I had to to stay true to my essence.

I was with the waves to regain myself before I took off and become a new version of me.

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🌙 Hi… I’m Isla. I’m new here… I write fiction, enjoy moon gazing and, manifesting the life of my imagining🌙

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