As though perhaps you’re not truly in control of your destiny (Isaiah 40:22, perhaps?). Mesmerized. Absurd, isn’t it, that millions flock to the edge of the water and stare out–as though there’s something to discover in those white-edged waves?
They cannot look out far.
They cannot look in deep.
But when was that ever a bar
To any watch they keep?
–Robert Frost, “Neither Out Far Nor In Deep,” on beachgoers
Well. Today I looked out far. I’m sure I thought many profound, philosophical thoughts. And I saw, beyond the white-capped waves, the mountains of homework waiting to bury me as soon as I go back to school.
Maybe looking out to sea is a revolt against reality. I ignored the mountains of homework hidden beneath the waves, dug my toes deeper into the sand, my nose deeper into my book, and proceeded to get a sunburn. Ahh, this is the life.