I was feeling it until about halfway through. I still love you weird images and stuff. You really bend those literary devices.

I can feel the detachment in this. A longing of sorts, through the words and scenes created. Great use of dream shifting imagery. Jumping the connections, like dreams often do. I like this. It has an atmosphere to it that is very relatable. Well written.

I want to be the surfer, but I'm the sinker. The hook is nowhere in sight.-and where is the swimmer, that hovers in between?

anyhow, what beach were you dreaming of?and there has been so many shamu's by now, its kind of sad and funny.

anyhow. i could imagine a place, but then again, that is a nude beach