Every morning I’m on the go, watching the clock. I make breakfast, pack lunches, make my tea. As I contemplate the day ahead I often look over at my betta fish in his bowl. He’s on the kitchen table, my companion in the morning.
What I love about betta fish is how relaxed they are. When I first brought one home (this is my second one), I glance over at the bowl and see him just sitting there on his leaf. Now, I know fish don’t sit but there’s no other way to describe it. So calm is he, swimming slowly or just hanging out.
Every morning while I’m rushing here and there I like to think about the quiet life in a fishbowl.
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