always the water

The past few days my roommate and I have taken some time together on the beach. It’s been really nice. I realize that even though it wasn’t that warm, and we had sweatpants and hoodies (and scarves, today), it was still pleasant and a really nice time. I love looking for rocks, I love listening to the sound of the waves, I love walking barefoot along the water and up closer to the bike path, too. I wish I had a little more confidence about being alone on the beach at night, but we’ll see.

There’s something completely soul-soothing about the beach. Even on Lake Michigan, which I know people bitch about — “it’s dirty,” “it’s not the ocean,” “blah blah blah” — I feel a sense of connection to nature and the universe and God and everything. I guess I need to make getting out there every day a priority. It’s literally steps from my house.

I definitely want to try getting on a sailboat crew this summer (I have an in) and I definitely want to go stand-up paddleboarding and definitely want to kayak again — I did that last summer, and it was really nice. I just love the water. I know that I’m meant to be on it, near it, in it, with it.

I should probably drink more of it, too.


3 thoughts on “always the water

  1. Do not drink Lake Michigan. No.
    I wish I lived closer to a body of water, too. Especially one with a real beach and waves like Lake Michigan. I guess it’s good that I know where you live, eh? Now it just needs to be a little warmer…

  2. Yeah nothing like walking across 1000’s of dead alewives, or hypodermic needles that have washed up. Maybe you get one 90 degree day with no rain and no beach closings where you can actually enjoy swimming.

  3. Didn’t see any of that at the beach, Crowley. And you remember last year, that it was 100 for three days in. a. row. But regardless, we weren’t interested in swimming. It’s just healing to be by the water/lake. And I won’t drink straight *from* Lake Michigan, but I’m pretty sure that’s what we’re all drinking after it’s been treated ….

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