A Break

I went swimming this morning. I got about a mile off shore. I stopped, treaded water and looked around. All I could see was water. I felt peaceful.

Then a fish came to the surface. I think it was a tuna.

The fish said, “Nice day for a swim.”

I said, “I agree.”

The fish said, “What are you doing all the way out here?”

I said, “I’ve been feeling overwhelmed. I swam out here for a break.”

The fish said, “Oh. Well, I hope it helps. Bye.”

The fish swam away. It was quiet again. I was glad. He was starting to irritate me.