and so i'm with cop and you know we're in love and everything and swimming around but on the shore i get feeling a little human lonely and am thinking about jean and she comes walking down the beach the ancient pebble beach and i am shy and relieved and she hugs me and is so calm and sure in a way that i can feel gratitude which is rare for me with humans. we talk about being in a hurry to go to meditate with some monks from sri lanka and laugh then i glance over and see some new artwork up on the wall behind the boat pieces and she looks and says that's the monk, or something and then sees it's a fellow holding a red stripe beer. there's another person with a beer and there's the dalai lama. i tell her about no god, no home, nomad, the spider bridge graffiti praising these gifts. the aesthetic city workers blotted out nomad with institutional brown. they took away those hideous sculptures though. again i use too many words that don't add up and i apologize jean it's just that i come across as human lonely because i am and then i rush and talk too much and appear egoistic and pedantic muddled or simply boring but am really just happy to see and be with you. 

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