Life’s a beach
After spending time with people I sometimes don’t see but once a year, I’m convinced now that life is a beach. You know how a day at the beach feels? It feels vast and timeless and special; voices are muted against a backdrop of a natural wave machine that is constantly erasing footprints and making space for more; you go in the water and get refreshed, you get out and you are hot, there is shade under an umbrella and plenty to read, but a feeling of drowsiness pervades the mood; still you can’t close your eyes because you continue to be curious about everything under the sun.
My favorite line this weekend was after I offered an observation that the water was so shallow near the shore, a friend said, “I finally realized I was swimming in a foot of water so I just stood up.”