Saturday, April 7, 2012
Living By The Sea
I sat on the beach and thought about how much I'd love to live on the ocean. How much I'd love to hear the crashing waves as the backdrop for my life. But it would be so different from the life I've known. I'm not sure I can really fathom what it would be like to trade farms and fields for flat, coastal terrain. I'd trade cardinals and crows for seagulls and pelicans. It would mean living on the edge of the world instead of right in the middle of it all.
When I stand on the beach and stare at the ocean, I feel like I have my back to the world, and live on the cusp of being a landlubber and seafarer. My mother takes the opposite perspective; that we're standing on the edge of those vast endless seas. What would it be like to have the sea be such a dominant force in your life? To pay attention to tide schedules and storm patterns? Wouldn't your life have something to do with boats, or fish or the bounty of the sea in some way? Would you feel salt on your skin all the time?
I think you'd have to be okay with being a little bit lonely if you lived on the sea. Or maybe that's just me, because I'd have my back to the world.