You know that feeling where you're so happy that life seems surreal at a certain moment, and you can't seem to understand, or put your finger on exactly why you feel this way; that's what it was for me, the last time I jumped into the sea.
The last time I ran off the sun bleached dock. The last time I could stand, shoving my best friend Leif into the teal Caribbean Sea; without getting dehydrated and fainting.
Now, my skin is cool and wet, if it should even be called skin. I have pale blue and silver scales embellishing my back, chest, hands and even on the sides of my face. My body has evolved and adjusted to underwater life; legs have been replaced with a fish-tail and fins. My fingers now have a thin layer of webbing between them.
I'll never be the same again, I've transformed into a creature of the sea; trapped, doomed to die in the deep, Never to feel the wind or the warmth of the sun, the arms of a loved one.
I am now a mermaid bound by the sea.