An Awful Taste

Earlier this week I went to the beach at night, the stars were bright, the moon was light, and so was my mood. I folded my clothes next to my shoes and stepped slow and tentatively into the water. Immediately a huge wave appeared out of nowhere, swallowed me and spit me out, me snorting sea water from every hole in my head, rolling over the flood line like a cucumber. I was determined to try again... this time a vortex opened a black hole right in front of my feet, and sucked me in without any mercy. I was swirled round and round, together with a dozen bewildered little fish and a crab that held on to my left foot for dear life. After a journey that lasted a few minutes and left me dizzy and nauseous, the vortex spit me out and again l landed on the floodline. I yelled at the sea: "Why are you doing this to me?" To which the sea replied: "I'm hungry, but you taste really awful". Offended I turned around, dressed myself and left. I couldn't help but wondering if the fact that I didn't have a girlfriend, had anything to do with how I tasted? *** February 5, 2017