After working a very disorienting day gig, I drove away ans ended up in the Marina. I followed my instincts. I needed to be near water.

Little did I know, in addition to the water beyond the dock, the sky would oblige my need for fluidity.

So, I sat with my turkey and kale having a picnic as the drops hit the meet and the greens, splat! Splat, SPLAT! Sounds bounced off the packaging like something out of a Dr. Seuss book. I sat there listening to the water music until I was not quite drenched but definitely cleansed in a deeper sense.