Just One Place

Then we were swimming very fast and very far. It wasn’t that we craved the coolness or the crashing of the waves, or that we were trying to escape, but we didn’t know what to do with our limbs. So often they had ended up around bad people, on the incorrect side of the bed, reaching into jars of sand that they never belonged in. There is a world full of oceans out there, we were only pouring ourselves into the wrong one.