8 June 2012
I wake up. Wiping my blurry eyes of sleep, I get up and start getting dressed.
As I open my door, I see a small bowl of water along with a note in beautiful handwriting: I CAN HOLD MY BREATH FOREVER.
Reaching down, I touch the surface of the water. It is choppy, like the stormy sea. I see a tiny boat, rocking from the force of tiny waves. A particularly huge wave smashes into the boat and it is capsized. I look back at the note: I CAN HOLD MY BREATH FOREVER. Pulling my hand away from the waves, my vision ends. I am left with nothing more than a note, a bowl of water and the sounds of the sea.
I CAN HOLD MY
BREATH FOREVER
I Can Hold My Breath Forever • Opuss № I