{"id":192,"date":"2011-10-25T06:30:07","date_gmt":"2011-10-25T10:30:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.siriuspress.com\/studio\/?p=192"},"modified":"2011-11-22T07:10:09","modified_gmt":"2011-11-22T12:10:09","slug":"imagine-youre-on-a-ship","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.siriuspress.com\/studio\/2011\/10\/imagine-youre-on-a-ship\/","title":{"rendered":"Imagine You\u2019re On A Ship"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Imagine you’re on a ship.\""Imagine<\/a><\/p>\n

Without warning, unknown sailors—or pirates, or your family, or your friends, it doesn’t really matter—tie you up. You can’t move your hands and feet. They toss you overboard. You sink. Air abandons you. Your sun sets unnaturally quick and it gets darker as you sink.<\/p>\n

Think.<\/p>\n

Try to move your hands and feet again. Your wrists and ankles hurt from the rubbing rope. But if you struggle enough, maybe you can loosen the ties that bind you and survive. To give up means death.<\/p>\n

So you struggle. And struggle. And struggle some more. Your chest tightens. Your ears hurt.
\nYou feel the water pressing your eyeballs inward.<\/p>\n

And then it happens. Your ropes loosen and you free yourself. You rush to the surface, explode into the world, and gulp precious air.<\/p>\n

Then another boat finds you. You’re safe. With your two feet firmly planted on the deck, they throw a celebration in your honor.<\/p>\n

“You deserved better,” says one. “You’ll be famous,” says the Captain. “I don’t know how you did it,” exclaims a third.<\/p>\n

Then, in a flash of inspiration, you wobble atop the waves on your table in the middle of the dining room, crystal chandelier swaying above your head, and you recite the poem you were forced to learn in grade school—\u201cThe Road Not Taken<\/em> by Robert Frost<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—\u201cI took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.”<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n