Light My Candles in a Daze

I’m so happy. Today I found my friends. Actually it was last night, as I was doing my obligatory lap around the city, fast black car in a faster black leather jacket (a good black leather jacket should either make you want to commit crime or fight it), I passed a road towards the beach I’d never noticed before. Going nowhere as I was I decided that this was there.

It turned around a row of dunes into a small parking lot, the edge of which had collapsed into the sand below, around 10 meters away from the waters edge. I assume it was damaged in the recent storms or maybe it’s been like that for years and no one pays it any attention. Which is a lie, because there were two other cars there, in that parking lot, hidden from the main road by the dunes, facing the sea, each with one driver and no passengers like me.

There are plenty of other places to go and park your car and stare at the sea here but normally, its families and couples and fishermen. But not here.

So I parked the car, a fair enough distance away to give them their privacy and in our aloneness, we stared at the sea together. One was a girl with a notebook. The other an old man.

I wonder if thousands of years ago, before we had cities and night clubs and single sites and book clubs and your best friend’s birthday party, we would go to the sea and wait for each other there.