One of the first things I come across on this Stone Island beach is a handwritten message on the beach, still hours away from being erased by the incoming tide.
It brings up an old question – “If no one hears a tree falling in the forest, does it mean the tree didn’t fall?”
It brings up my new question – “If no one sees our messages, does that mean we weren’t here? ”
Soon enough, this author is going to get reviews.
My comment, not written in the beach margins, is, ” how can you be sure? ”
They should have left a phone number so we could discuss.
Writing most often leaves more questions than it answers.