Great writing! If only others were one with the ocean like I was in my youth. Possessing a naive aura of invincibility and fearlessness, I was completely detached from reality or logic, oblivious to risk, tempting fate at every turn and knowing it was not my time. These days I realize the old man of the sea was protecting me. Still drawn into the solace of the great blue abyss as I venture off I ask myself every time, "If I see the sea once more, will the sea have eyes for me."
RE: Staying Alive