Once forgotten man sat alone by the sea, he listened to her and she whispered to him.
Women are crazy, misery loved company, good drink make us see with realistic view and the sea never forget.
I was the famous man, the insane man. The January and February storms for three years, I would go a mile out in the Stormy sea, hold tightly to the suicide board, fall into the kind arms of the sea. She was kind, the sea knew and she taught me, life is minutes, seconds and hours. Don’t waste them waiting for a miracle. Create your own utopia.
Kind and pretty surfer gal name Gail, tried to teach Michigan man to surf, need balance to dance with the sea with a surf board. I had none.
She gave me a suicide board and she taught me to love the sea. We rode the waves till the coldness of the sea made us drink whiskey and tequila on the shore to get warm. She loved the sea and I told her often.
My California beauty, thank you for befriended a man, needing mercy of love, friendship and the lessons of the sea. Once days, when my body is tire. My children will toss my ashes into the Pacific.
Maybe I will whisper to the lovers of the sea.
“Women are crazy, misery loved company, good drink make us see with realistic view and the sea never forget.”