The water was refreshing.
The taste of it in my mouth was saltier than the Pacific ever was. After mentioning this to Sam, we proceeded to argue in the water for twenty minutes about my "dubious claims."
While we tossed logical fallacies between us, ("If I can taste the difference between fresh and salt water, why can't I taste the difference in levels of salinity?" "That is the worst strawman I have ever heard. I would have stuck with my heated water retains more salt argument." "You know what else holds more when I get it hot?") I watched a couple make love in the surf. They soon discovered a seemingly under-broadcasted truth.
Sex in water sucks.
Thursday, and thinking of you.