Chill

A reader writes:

Dude you’ve been posting like non-stop from dawn till late in the evening like 7 days a week. Eh nice work crazy. Your Atlantic corporate overlords must have figured out the right mix of sand, sea air, THC, Pet Shop Boys, steroids, CPAP, zoloft and Gatorade to keep you constantly on the job. Now for your own good – put down the mouse, step away from the keyboard, shag the fiance and take at least part of the day off. Sheesh.

How does he know about the Gatorade? Did I let that slip?

To be honest, I do manage to sneak off to the beach most days. Future publishing lets me get away from the laptop for a couple of hours without relenting on the blog-pace. I went for a four-hour walk yesterday through the tidal lagoons and beaches at the far end of the cape. I under-estimated the time required and had to find my way home in the dusk. But the light! And the water! In this part of the world, the world beyond us is somehow closer. And I long for it. The pic above was taken waist-deep in tidal water. It was rising fast.