do you ever sit at the edge of the beach, and watch the rolling cerulean waves come sliding in, and wonder if the sea sees you, sitting alone at the edge?
the shimmering light pecking drops on the surface of the smooth water foam bubbling in the crevices sand scrubbing against your body wind playing with your hair
no one is on this beach. if no one is there, are you even there?
if they don't see you and you aren't sure how to live or what life is can you even be seen?
does the ocean notice you? does the sand know you're sitting on it? does the wind know who is in its way?
