The past week or so, every night I've had a dream about surfing. I am obsessed with going surfing, but also, I am obsessed with just being in the ocean where I can feel tiny and vulnerable in the cold murky sea of the Pacific. I long for the feeling of being engulfed waves, taking me under long enough for me to barely have air to supply my brain. The thought of getting nipped by a great white even intrigues me. I can't explain this fascination.
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