Uncertainty of the Pismo Sea - By N.L. Belardes

The seaside town is Pismo, California. You’ve been there. The waves are choppy and the beach gets overloaded with umbrellas and zooming seagulls. On the beach you can find jellyfish residue all piled and ready for some grubby pirate’s toast. Just down the beach are caves and tidepools where you can find crabs, baby jellyfish, sea snails and sand dollars. Throw the dollars high into the air and they zoom like spaceships and then dive into the sea. Yesterday Pismo was shrouded in low-lying clouds. We stood in line for twenty minutes at that crazy little cinnamon roll shop where everyone stops by to get fat; but some schleprocks in front of us bought the last three. I hope they get twice as fat as I would have.

But then, I really went to experience the sea, the uncertainty of the ocean, and on such a gloomy day, there was a perfect ambiance of choppy waves and an unseen horizon of mist and squawking seabirds…

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