
This is from a few weeks ago - Venice Beach.
Those tracks are mine - from pacing back and forth for over an hour while on the phone with a friend. What I'd really like is a time series - to watch the problems thrown from my shoulders and etched into the sand, which accepts all the hardships of man, then smooths itself out. Without another mention. Like sand, we shape and reshape ourselves, making divots out of footfalls - then find the waves that will wash us clean and even and back to where we started.
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