A small private cove on the coast of America, just a few miles from Miami. Blue sea, white sandy beach.
Went out on the boat once with a crowd from the place I work occasionally in Miami (boss is super rich), they got me in a wet suit (don't ask), and the boat has a hydraulic platform that raises and lowers, so you get on it at deck level, and it lowers to a foot or so uder the water so that you can easily slip off and swim or just sit on the platform and splash about.
They put this huge flotation waistcoat on me, and there I was happily bobbing about in the water when we were visited by a pod of wild dolphins. The cdolphins ignored everyone else, and ignored the crew, but they were fascinated with me. They came right up to me so that I could stroke their noses. Then they brought two baby dolphins up to me so that i could stroke them too. Then 2 big dolphins came up, one each side of me. They each put one flipper underneath me and they supported me and swam across the bay with me. It was truly magical, especially as all of the ineraction was initiated by the dolphins, it wasn't something that they'd been trained to do. They then showed off for us, leaping out of the water, spinning and squealing. Then one of them came up to me and kept pushing his (or maybe her) dorsal fin at me. When I took hold of the fin, the dolphin very slowly and gently towed me along, swimming right round the boat.
The crew said they often see a pod of dolphins swimming at the mouth of the bay, but they had never before come in to the bay, or interacted with people.
To experience something like that again would be amazing.
When it is my time to go, I want to be on that beach at sunset, with a driftwood fire for light and warmth, and I want to go to sleep looking at the sunset on the water and never wake up.
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Some days I pray for silence
Some days I pray for soul
Some days I just pray to the god of sex and drums and rock 'n' roll
