Slowly, you wade cautiously through the depths...
In water, not murky, but not the blue of crystals...
Cautious, hesitant...afraid of making waves...
A plethora of thoughts, birthed from episodic overthinking...
These thoughts serve to weigh you down, like stones ...
Tied around your waist, your legs, your arms...yet still you wade...
Until one day, that day you decide no more wading...
No more sloshing through what-ifs and maybes...
Now you're jumping in with both feet, eyes wide...into the deep end...
Full speed...
No stones...
No worries...
No fears...
Just stepping out on faith...
Walking on water.
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