Seals and the sea


Okay, so I just finished responding to an Out-of-Office post from Amy over at her blog, ANNoU, and it tickled me, so I’m reposting it here.

Oh, and I’m lazy, so when I write something good I want to get the most out of it.

Here’s a sample of my genius:

The ocean stirs in me in a visceral, indefinable, primeval sense of a self and a past that is beyond and encompasses my existentiality—a totality of being that represents life in a way I can neither fully comprehend nor explain.

And it’s salty, which makes it easier to not drown while learning to surf. Now, if only the Pacific were WARMER, I wouldn’t have to dress up like an undernourished seal and suffer mild hypothermia every time I wanted to rejoin the essence of my creation.


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