I have a vision that includes sitting by the ocean. Listening to the the surf crashing on the rock. The breeze blowing through our hair.
I love the ocean. I can't really explain why, but I always have. Something about seeing the waves come in, over and over. It's almost like it was a constant in the universe that does not have very many constants.
I also think there is another angle for a gay man hiding deep in the closet. There is something pure and real about the place where the sea meets the land. I don't think it matters if it a sandy place or a rocky place. The sea is what it is. It does not apologize that is ebbs and flows. It does not hide the cycle of the tides. The land does not yield to the water. It also stays constant as the water moves over it, or around it.
On the other hand, maybe it just would be nice to go the the beach with T.
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