6.10.10

pacifica [295-301]




















moje pierwsze spotkanie z pacyfikiem. no, może nie tak spektakularne jak na polinezji, niemniej - rytualnego zamoczenia się dokonałem [pogoda była jak na los angeles obelżywa]. venice beach ma wszystko, co mieć powinno - surferów łapiących każdą dającą się ujeżdżać falę, ptactwo szukające pożywienia we wszystkim, co ocean wyrzuci, ratowników jak z serialu, no i zachód słońca.
the boys of summer have gone.

2 komentarze:

Agnieszka pisze...

There are a number of things a woman can tell about a man who is roughly twenty-nine years old, sitting in the cab of a pickup truck at 3:37 in the afternoon on a weekday, facing the Pacific, writing furiously on the back of pink invoice slips. Such a man may or may not be employed, but regardless, there is mystery there. If this man is with a dog, then that's good, because it means he's capable of forming relationships. But if the dog is a male dog, that's probably a bad sign, because it means the guy is likely a dog, too. A girl dog is much better, but if the guy is over thirty, any kind of dog is a bad sign regardless, because it means he's stopped trusting humans altogether. In general, if nothing else, guys my age with dogs are going to be work. Then there's stubble: stubble indicates a possible drinker, but if he's driving a van or a pickup truck, he hasn't hit bottom yet, so watch out, honey. A guy writing something on a clipboard while facing the ocean at 3:37 P.M. may be writing poetry, or he may be writing a letter begging someone for forgiveness. But if he's writing real words, not just a job estimate or something business-y, then more likely than not this guy has something emotional going on, which could mean he has a soul.
— Douglas Coupland (Hey Nostradamus!)


Oh, and the boys of summer shall return to cuddle up against the waves when they hear the ocean whisper their names...

monsoon pisze...

I'm roughly 29 :), give or take 10 y.