I find myself mesmerized by the crashing of waves on the seashore... I want to follow every droplet, every rivulet as the wave, having crested this crag or that, flows down to join its brethren... I want to smell the salt in the wind, and imagine that the impact of water on rock is so powerful that it separates salt and sea, but then a droplet makes its way to the corner of my mouth, and I know that this isn't so...
