i'm not just strange, as my father was and his father before him, (and, strange to think, we all overlapped at one point in time), but today, and often, i'm disoriented. strange and disoriented, i got knocked off a stone bridge between platforms on the crazy shore this morning. i think i was stupid, but also my left ear is blocked and the world seems tilty. but with a couple abrasions and sodden i go. copp was very clingy after chasing solo shoes in the big surf. he went right into a distracted girls face space on the bridge.