The ocean


The ocean is quiet, unlike his head. Thoughts bounce around like ping pong balls.

He is alone, but not lonely. He is hoping the waves and sand will help him with his thoughts.

A seagull lands close by. It calls for some leftover bread, but the man doesn’t notice.

He’s too caught up in his thoughts.

The seagull flies away hungry.

The man is left alone, with his thoughts, the tide and an endless horizon.

Text and photo (c) 2014


One thought on “The ocean

  1. I have always felt a strange sort of connectedness with the ocean, for reasons very similar to what you’ve stated above. Thanks for sharing.


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