Goldfish Heaven
Stella C.
Digital
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About a week ago I had a dream where I was trying to save this goldfish from dying but all I could do was hold its fragile, slimy wet body in my hands as the water slowly drained through my fingers. It was such a vivid moment of panic, yet I didn’t move. I felt like a vindictive god holding the life of another creature quite literally in my hands. I just stared off into the distance and slowly let it die, and felt irrationally guilty for the rest of the day. Sometimes I feel like my apathy has let some of my friendships die. Sometimes circumstances drive us apart, and I don’t make the effort to reach back out. It’s not a good feeling, it’s a heavy guilt, but it’s alright. I miss them, but I’ll be okay and I know they will too.
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Creativity is really just problem solving. Most of the time, the problem is that the world is too boring. I want to make it interesting, and I want to add something to the world that can affect or inspire someone else.
