Things Thallassic rush through our blood, salt and warm. Stand on the pier and smell the sea or feel it pulling you to and fro with the movement of the waves.
You can renounce it. Move inland so far that an anchor is not recognized, but you’ll never evade it.
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Love this! (Thank God the body, much later, remembers the waves rocking the boat. Thank God the mind, much later, remembers it all!)