I KNOW I was a jellyfish in my past life. Ever since I was a child I have longed to join my brethren in the sea again. To live care free as 95% water is my dream. To feel the salty water surround me. To feel like I belong. Anytime I shower I fill the head with salt and feel the cold water rush around my body, feeling it burn in my nostrils. I want to be in the ocean, to wrap my tentacles seductively around some poor mortals’ leg. Their pain pleasures me. At night I touch myself with the thoughts of my fellow Jellys. Their pale, translucent bodies, bouncing off of each other. I want to be in the bounce. I am so alone in this world.