"Perhaps the easiest supposition is that this will not last forever. After all, what starts this abruptly
will certainly end as such. "
I read that somewhere, at least I think I did. Maybe it came out of my own head in a dream. Regardless there's truth there. Even these things we take to be eternal and steadfast are forever changing under our noses.
Most people are afraid of the ocean. There's the constant yelling of warnings: "Don't go past your knees! You'll get pulled out by the undertow!" The secondhand stories of secondhand stories about tourists drowning. Of all the things that leave me anxious and useless, the ocean is not one of them.
Don't get ahead of yourself, water and I have had a shaky relationship. There was the matter of the lizard in the tub and that float trip where I got acquainted with the stream bed. But for whatever the reason the waves and I have no qualms.
That is what makes me nervous. That a life began so haltingly beside the sea has to lose something, it cannot go on how it started. Someone told me not to worry so much, to smile more. They suppose I have a choice in the matter. But if I cannot somehow hold on to even this, if the vast reaches of the ocean will not stay, even to change, then everything will be lost.
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