once i get down by the water at about seven or eight pm everybody is gone. And i can’t really explain it but the water just makes me forget about anything but..myself.

it’s just me and the water; in the moment shit i guess.

where i was sitting when i wrote this was actually the same place i learned how to manually focus an slr at the age of like eight years old. trying to make the two halves of the circle match up on the crest of a wave. I think that was the first time I ever looked through a viewfinder. And now everytime i focus a lens i think about that wave. Foreshadowing i guess.

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