“I gotta go,” Ari stuffed a sandwich into her mouth with one hand and a sweater into her bag with the other.
“Wait!” Ella’s eyes remained on her phone’s screen.
“Can’t.” Ari grabbed the keys. “I’ll be late for work.”
She left before Ella said another word, or at least, without hearing it.
They needed her job. Ella, per usual, was “between jobs.”
And I’m mostly between heaven and earth, Ari chuckled. She got into the car, shifted gears, and took a deep breath. Meditation was a crucial part of acrobatics. Even if it was not Cirque, but only shark-diving.
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
Photo prompt: © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Na'ama Yehuda 
Meditation while shark diving sounds dangerous
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LOL! Yep. Meditating BEFORE shark diving seems …. well … perhaps a good idea … At least if one misses a step or a flip or a dive, one will have some serenity prepared …
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“Only” shark diving? OY!!
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Ha! Right?!!! Did you see that shark in the photo? She’s standing on it’s TONGUE?!!
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Buahahaha!!!
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😀
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Heaven and earth? Sounds like hell to me!
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It’s all a matter of perspective, eh? 😉
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Na’ama Y’karah,
Even this swimmer would consider shark diving off limits. 😉 More power to Ari. Hope she keeps all limbs intact.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Indeed! I’ve no inclination to do any such thing, either (even not off a prop from the ceiling)! 🙂
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Shark diving! No wonder she’s meditating first.
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LOL, right???! Personally, I never had the urge to shark dive … 😉
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The very idea gives me the shudders!
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I know, right???!
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