thefly

Tried to bury or at least catch the existence of ghosts from my past. I stood on the beach reliving a moment ten years past. A storm shrouded the horizon, the sky stretched ever onward into the Heavens. I have never had such a feeling of claustrophobia and agoraphobia at the same time. I stood on the beach, the very edge of the North American continent gazing out into the sea of Unknown. And at the same moment I stood on the edge of the world. Since Earth is a sphere, every point on which you stand is the edge of the world. I felt very close to the surreal.


And all I really wanted was some Dots.