Bliss

The water is really electric blue, I thought to myself as the cruise ship docked at the Royal Dockyards in Bermuda. I can't wait to float on my back in those waters.

I had left New York City where the humidity weighed down on my skin like a hot, damp towel. Fire trucks and ambulances shrieked down Broadway. The hot air making the sirens louder. The sound bouncing from building to building.

Yes, electric blue. The salty waters will be easy to float in and when the water covers my ears, all I'll hear is my heart beat.