Think outside the bowl.... That's what I said to myself. Think outside the bowl.
I didn't want to be stuck like the fish, stuck seeing only the world that was right in front of me, stuck swimming in circles.
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I spent what felt like an hour in there, waiting for someone to rescue me, wondering how my life had gotten so messed up and thought about my two fish, swimming around in their bowl.
How had I gotten there? Had I asked for it? Did I deserve it?
