

I am obsessed with water. When I am near the sea or the ocean I need to be *near* it. In it. Close. Back in my single-lady road-trip-times, I dated this surfer who I picked up at the beach (duh, where else). He owned this really cool, fancy beach house just a few streets inland and was so proud to have me over and show it off. And I liked it. It was pretty, it was big, it had a pool. It was nice. But at the end of a fun day I asked him to take me back to the beach so I could sleep in my little roadtrip car that I had parked as close to the ocean as I possibly could without actually parking on the beach and getting stuck again. When I am near water I just can’t stand to be far. I have never really cared for being under the sea though. What fish do down there is none of my business. So this whole wanting to be a mermaid lifestyle is not something I subscribe to (like at all. Sorry all you certified PADI mermaids but I think you're weird). I could see myself be a crab though! Tumbling about in the waves. Being edgy and badass walking sideways, while everybody else does not. And whenever bored I would just hide in plain sight and pinch a tourist. Yes, I think life as a crab could be fun.