There's so much running through my head that it adds up to total, blissful silence.
I think that is one of the symptoms of being over exposed to art-reading far too many books, watching far too many movies, absorbing, absorbing things you want to talk about, things you want to question that finally you decide to stop the dissection and just allow the waves to crash all over you, salty and overwhelming. Delicious.
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You're lucky. Too much stuff running through my head degenerates to white noise. And that's not nice.
hahaha, go out and savor the real sea!!! summer won't be very long so out ,out out, and mingle!
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