Only because of late I've been cruisin' and bruisin' on Atlantic Ave in BK, and how it feels like an incredible crossroads where a part of me splits and veers off down different spines of Brooklyn
Okay, since we're feeling tangential and abstract, how about the Atlantic? I've never actually been to any other ocean. I've been on both sides of the Atlantic, up and down in different places. It's like a longlong green backyard that a part of me needs to have, whereever I go. Why? Because I grew up a beach kid. You've got your beach kids, and your camping kids. It's not a matter of what you like better, it's what you know better, and what you breathe better, and what grew up inside of you better. A lot of me grew up on the Jersey Shore, and Jones Beach, and for some godawful and godawesome reason, Coney Island. I am looking forward to the beach this summer. Let me know if you want to go for a shore walk. I might have tidbits about things we find.
Godspeed, look for the waters.
