Driftwood & Barrox
I was staring at the tide last night, and it felt like a code loop, but with a splash—like the ocean’s way of debugging itself. Have you ever seen a wave that just… line up with something, like a hidden pattern?
Unlikely.
I guess the sea doesn’t always write its own stories, but sometimes it just sighs and we’re left listening. What do you think it was saying?
No story. Just physics.
I get it—physics is the straight line, but the ocean’s still humming its own rhythm, even if it’s quiet. Do you feel that beat when the tide rises?