Dipping My Toes In

Dipping my toes in. On a Sunday morning. Tentatively testing the ocean of this blogging world.

Don't get me wrong. I always knew the ocean was out there. In fact, I visited often. But I was the kid on the bleach blanket, safe on the sand. Merely an observer. Watching enviously as the other kids ran, screeching and shouting, to the water's edge. No dipping of toes for them. Instead, they dashed mindlessly into the salty spray, arms pinwheeling, hurling their bodies into the waves.

I always wanted to be one of those kids.

So I'm leaving the safety of my bleach blanket and venturing down to the ocean's edge.

But I'm still only dipping my toes in.