I Died in the End - a short story

It felt like I had opened my eyes for the first time. I was met with the clear blue sky, a colour that I felt was foreign to me, it made my eyes hurt. It was so bright, and as if it was the only thing around me. It truly felt like it was just me, as blueness engulfed my vision and I could barely keep my eyes open. In moments like these, I felt infinite. There were the shrilling sounds of seagulls around me, and the soft waves glistening in the harbour. The hard, wooden dock had started to pain me as I sat on it. The moment got me to thinking about the people who had spoken of how sitting by water had been calming and peaceful and I think that I was finally understanding it. Whilst contemplating my thoughts and feelings I’m not sure how long it had been, but that didn’t matter for once. I had decided to sit here for once and see what will happen. For once I didn’t care about anything around me. All that mattered was this feeling that I had fallen in love with. No matter how numb my ass was, I didn’t want this moment to end. I felt my humanity. I was conscious of my existence. I felt so small. But I was alive. This bright, blue sky, so high up, grounded me and I felt like I could breathe for the first time. And the air was clean. The tobacco in my lungs had cleared and I could feel the crisp air flowing through me. Clean. I was lightheaded, so high from this feeling. I felt like I could eat the world raw.