The Boy in the Bay
3 min readJul 20, 2020
She had been sitting on the rock, wanting to think deep thoughts, because that’s what one does on a rock by the sea. For some reason, that color of contemplation only works in cooler weather. Why can’t I be lost in thought in a bathing suit in the sun? I can, but I’d look too content.
Maybe something will come to me. She hadn’t had an assignment for two weeks. Now that she had one, her mind was completely blank. Sometimes those…
