The Sea Is Salty.

Sometimes you just have to face the facts.

The Sea Will Carry Us.

I developed a crippling fear of typing, keyboards, and small typed letters after I was stung by a luminescent jellyfish while night swimming early in the summer. Thus, I was unable to properly update my "Sea Log". I finally managed to hypnotize myself only yesterday by staring into the reflection of my eyes in the bathroom looking glass. I had pre-recorded the commands I needed to break the phobia on a dicto-phone, which I activated just before I fell into the trance. I decided to also rid myself of my nail-biting habit and erase one memory.

Sea Dream

In my dream, I'm walking along the sand towards The Sea. I suddenly realize that I had been walking with someone else but I can't remember who it was. I start to remember that I can't remember who I was walking with because they've gone into The Sea. I scan the crashing waves close to the shore searching for whoever it might have been. I'm pretty sure that we were having a good conversation and I would like to continue it (of course I can't remember what we were talking about but I know that, probably, whoever is in The Sea will know.) I do that for a long time. Maybe if I could have remembered who it was, they would have appeared. But maybe not. I don't really know how dreams work.

The Sea is Mighty as it is Ancient.

Placed in an empty chamber, we feel the desire to fill it. We are uncomfortable with absolute solidute. But; the mere sound of the unceasing yet gentle lapping of waves is enough to saturate the soul with companionship.

The Sea shines like a penny.

Today, I was sitting around and thinking about stuff as usual. Just trying to keep busy, that's all.