I believe the simplicity of the choice helped me fulfill it too. Sitting on that rock I envisioned what the murky waters had to offer me, how could the trees and the fresh scent of wood and the sweetness of the flowers make feel and looking upon my reflection on the fluttering surface of the pond told about me. Whatever had passed through me was gone; I had always had a somewhat cynical approach to life, and a nihilism that was always looking around the corner, even when I tried to provide as much sense as I could to my life. I had filled it with duty and responsibility, and I believe it was enough. It was only at night when I amused myself with those silly stories that I somehow could imagine another life where none of those preoccupations mattered. This was it...If I became a frog completely how different would it be from what had happened to me before? I certainly hoped I wasn't a hedonist right now, but it just felt right.
My mind was daring me to remember. To see my actual face upon those waters: my eyes, my hair, my nose, my lips, my beard. Something within was reaching the surface. I fought my mind. I guess I had decided. But whatever it was, kept climbing inside of my chest, to my throat, to the back of my mouth.
"Ribbit" I croaked. It was deliberating, if I must say. I croaked again and again. I let myself free to repeat the chanting on that rock. Soon the only thing that was going through my mind was the sound of my own croaking. The human thoughts started to wither under the chant. I dangerously closed my eyes and kept croaking. The only thing I knew was darkness, my croaking and that my chest was beautifully inflating and deflating.
I finally opened them and stopped the calling. I gazed upon the water, no predators around, that was already the first thing I thought. I still remembered I was preoccupied with my humans' thoughts, I didn't know what they were I just knew they were there still. And then...was that a water-skater on the surface? Then I thought about snacking.
I hopped from the rock to the ground. My landing on some dead leaves made him skate away in the water, but I could still see him. I clumsily tried to enter the water without being detected, but as soon as my body was submerged he skated away. I swam effortlessly sneaking up on him. I brought my eyes an mouth out of the water level and stood behind him. He was standing still...as if asking me to catch him. I lowered my hinder legs and used the front ones to balance my head. I opened my mouth and...ZAAP! It was in mouth twitching its legs in my face. I crunched and it stopped, unlike the sweet-sour flavor.
"I gotta get more of these," I thought.