Washing Free

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story inspired by a live-streamed musician playing the piano with visuals of nature off of twitch. It's a man's realization of life and his surroundings.

Submitted: November 06, 2015

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He wandered aimlessly through forests of trees and downed leaves.  The gurgles from the stream to his right filled his ears and softened his aching soul.  It was what he needed just then, pure peace from being in nature.  It was his true home, away from the technology and corruption that seemed to fill every aspect of life today.  The beams of sun that poured through the leaves highlighted the particulate floating through the air, that filled his nostrils with the heavy, earthy smells.  The wetness of the stream bank, the freshness of the leaves, the muddiness of the ground beneath his feet. 

His pace gradually increased, matching less his heartbeat.  The wander shifted to a brisk walk, his mind not even aware of his feet.  The thoughts of forgetting were all that seemed to be available.  The ground gave lightly beneath his mud laden once polished shoes.  His tie sat open, the top three buttons on his shirt sat apart.  Feeling this much sunlight felt so priceless at this point.  The sounds of life around him felt like hands cupping the ache within him and played soothing nothings. 

The stream took a sharp turn and veered directly in front of his hastened path.  He drew to a stop just before his feet sank into the rushing water before him.  The mud engulfed his shoes and he sank into it willingly.  His rapid breathing from the pace he kept made his chest rise and fall in deep draws.  He lowered his head to glance into the water and watch the swirling ripples and waves sparkle from the sun's rays.  He parted his lips and let a long, low and airy sigh pass through them. 

Without thinking, he stretched a hand down behind him and planted himself in the muddy bank.  With all that surrounded him, he felt so close to normality and happiness.  It felt like the simple action of drawing in a breath made him a part of this world surrounding him.  The solitude kept him at bay and held in his heart the peace he was desperately seeking from this venture into the green.  Away from it all, surrounded by life that could do nothing but fill his ears with sounds, it was a change. 

The water danced in his vision and inspired many thoughts of life and death.  He rose to his feet, torn between the dichotomy of the two ideas.  He removed his muddy shoes and tossed them aside carelessly, not wanting to ever see them again.  His tie was next to go, simply being dropped to his right as he then went to unbutton his shirt.  He let it simply fall from his shoulders onto the ground behind him as he walked slowly into the stream.  He lifted his legs one at a time and removed his socks and threw them away. 

The chill of the water clenched his lungs tightly and made breathing short and sharp.  Water reached his knees and he kept moving into the deeper water that lay before him.  A few steps more and he stopped with a sway from the rushing currents hitting the fronts of his thighs.  He suddenly dropped to his knees with a fall that felt like years to strike the stream bed.  Water rushed against his chest at this point and pushed with some force.  He lifted his face and admired the leafy roof over his head allowing warming rays to strike his back while the water struck his chest. 

He took in a simple, small breath and exhaled as he fell forward.  The water swallowed his face and body and stabbed his flesh with small daggers of ice.  His body submerged in the water, he turned himself upwards to face the sky and allowed his eyes to see the beauty before him, being washed clean, and at peace. 


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