Am I just a shade?

your photography makes me want to listen to dinosaur jr.
or at least j mascis.

the interpretation so open-ended.
story told or untold.
or maybe just an accident.
did he dust off those same old words he's used time and time again to get her to meet him there?
that voice of anticipation drowns out her voice of apprehension,
she ignores the calls from shore,...
she's swam out too far again.

i may listen to paul westerberg instead.

love the shot.