halfjack

i love the ocean. i used to live on a beach. i miss the sounds of the waves at night. falling asleep to them. especially waking up to them. at the time i didn't really have the resources to go swimming a lot, though. and it was ass cold. which is a shame. because swimming in the ocean is something dream-like to me. well, a good kind of dream that i never seem to get. if i could go under and never come up i would. something about a force of nature that just remains in a constant state of motion, in a state of ravishing the world in a purposeless splendor. i feel a certain kinship. almost a sense of home, as morgan suggested, when throwing myself into such a beautiful chaos. anyone like robinson jeffers ?