27/06/2019

Calming Of the Ocean


The crisp cold air whipped around, the icy water hit like sharp blades of a knife, her bare legs ached in the fresh Cornish sea, her body longed to be warmer though her mind was where it needed to be. She could hear nothing but silence, alas the noise she had wanted since the early hours when she had given up on all hope of being able to sleep. It was something she had done since she was young, going for a swim in the early morning cold sea. It calmed her. It made it easier for her to clear all her thoughts. Once she'd been nearly frozen half to death, she knew as the sun began to rise and the water slowly warm she would be able to steal the last couple hours of sleep before the day truly began.

She tiptoed out of the ocean where her body had just started to get used to the temperature, though she had woken up she couldn't wait to get back into the warmth of her bed knowing it would be as she had left it a mere half an hour ago.
She dried herself, pulling back on the dark fleece hooded dressing gown she had worn to cover her body before it had embraced the water. She then made the short journey back to her seafront flat that overlooked where she had just been, it was already engulfed in the early morning sunlight, flooded by the orange and yellows the rays cast out over her bare white walls.
Carefully she crawled into bed trying her best not to wake the dark sleeping man next to her. His skin against hers made her seem like she was as white as a ghost, though she was, in her mind, she had a light tan that wasn't anything like the pasty white she was. Pulling the duvet up to her chin, she settled and sunk into two pillows deep of comfort, letting her eyes close and the sleep she had missed consume her.