Look at it. That big old ocean. I would say it's majestical, which it is, but I just don't feel it right now. The waves move back and forth, in and out, constantly in current within itself. Even deep, deep out, way over the horizon, it's constantly in motion.
I fear the day; the day when I will have to become detached from nature, entering the city forever more. I have it better than I realize it; now, here in this place of peace.
