I am 9 and I live in Hawaii and I am drowning. I don't drown.
I am 11 and I am on a towel on the beach we call "Tracks" and I am imagining being all by myself on a deserted island. I never find the island.
I am 19 and in love and driving to catch the sunrise on the Jersey shore with the man I swear I will follow anywhere. I don't follow him for much longer.
I am 35 and about to become pregnant in two days and am driving to catch a sunset over a beach in Mexico with a different man I swear I will follow anywhere. I am still following him.
I am 38 and have two babies, one of whom I swing on the beach on my wedding day, and lose my wedding ring which has only been on my hand for mere hours and I will never find it. I do.
Time travelling. Thank you, OSI.
Feeling the rhythm
of perpetual motion.
Heartbeat and waves one.