this will be the second international coastal clean up i will miss.
i've hung up my beautiful bcd, packed and ziplocked my purple and black wetsuit, sold my pelican and mosquito, and lost all my dive logs. i haven't been in the sea in 15 months. and i have a funny feeling i never will again.
my memories of my last dive have begun to get fuzzy around the edges. i remember it was an unusually bright day for june. i remember we went to all my favorite dive sites and got to swim with swarms of my favorite little orange fish. i remember thinking to myself, at 85 feet deep amidst clouds of fish of every imaginable color, i can stay here forever.
if i had known that it would be my last time there, i would have written about it sooner.
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