cbertsch: This is me, reflected in my daughter's eye. (Default)
( Jun. 2nd, 2004 09:07 pm)
What is it about the ocean that makes clichés the only path to truth?

Waves are like sex. You want to control the outcome, but the good ones rob you of all control. Little deaths require risking big ones. The more salt that ends up covering you, the better. Afterwards, little things are completely satisfying. Like this view from our campsite.

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