I have spent the last month in physical pain and in a deep, dark depression. Nothing seemed to be working to lift me out of the perilous swamp of despair. Yesterday I decided to get out of my apartment. I've been lying around in the dark for the last month. I went out and danced in an old swamp. I wore a white slip dress. I plunged my body into the dark water. There were dead trees and silver tree trunks standing like beautiful statues. Some looked like ancient hands reaching out from the black surface. I danced with my depression, my pain and my despair. The cold water soothed the burning nerve pain. The moss and slippery vines slithered over my body. I danced out my anger. I wrapped my body in the vines and slathered myself with the mud. I intertwined my torso and limbs with twisted silver branches making beautiful shapes in the wind. The murky water became the unknown. It frightened me at first. I had no idea what lurked below. I felt my courage grow stronger as I I plunged my body into the mystery below. I danced for three hours until I was too cold to stay in the water any longer. I felt so much better when I was done. Somehow it helped me accept these things I can't control. It gave me strength to continue this battle. I also discovered swamp water is great for your skin and hair. My hair is shiny and my skin is exfoliated and radiant.