birchy

As I gazed upon the icy water lapping against the pale yellow sand, I wondered. Wondered on the fact that a person, no less than 24 hours ago, had been lying dead in this very spot. It didn't make me feel uneasy. I felt pretty normal about it. I mean, it's not like I didn't know them very well. I knew them more than anyone in the whole world. The person who'd been lying here, dead, had actually been me. Quite a mystery.