Beach this morning

Sub-fucking-lime...these gentle waves and clarity in the water, aqueous humour. I took to launching myself from the side of the wave, underneath the great roll, again and again, delighting in the quaking whites above and the layers of lines and colour beneath, a shaft of light that rolls along the sand, a beam of beauty, crazy beautiful, and the greens going back into the distance, oh my, it is the most ebullient thing. I lasted an hour, and could die there from the heaven it provides.

Now to work, and do the right thing perhaps.