If the colour blue lends itself to a feeling of calm and peace. If the ocean puts our mind into a meditative state. Then surely proximity creates a similar effect. Does this proximity include a distillation of several streets, a creek, a train track, a freeway and a boom box to conjure the health benefits of a beach in Seaford?

So asks Landfish as he continues his journey, landlocked, housebound, driving his chronically ill vehicle through the depths of a mind underwater. Submerged in the static electric currents of thought eels provoked by various static sea critters swimming, swirling through eddies attracting garbage, useless, unhelpful concepts exposed by wriggly eye creatures seeking weakness and fragility. Landfish continues on almost blindly through these murky waters. Hopeful the proximity to his watery homeland is enough to hold onto.