That joke about pizza was way too cheesy...

If you’ve ever been to the beach you know that the shallow areas in the water are a lot lighter in color. It’s really easy to see where you’re stepping because the water is so clear. There’s no real mystery as to what you’re getting into. You can see each step you make. But if you take enough steps you move through some drops off where the water gets a little deeper, and then if you continue to trudge through those you’ll come to the part in the water where it becomes pretty dark. The water’s dark enough that you can’t see through to the bottom. You don’t know what’s lurking around the shadowy areas. There could be nothing there, no harm awaiting you whatsoever. But no matter how hard you try you’ll never be able to make these dark spots lighter. You won’t be able to make your sight clearer. You’ll have to leap into them without any guarantee of safety. 

I always find that the BEST waves break at this spot in the water. Where it becomes all dark, that is. You can stand still there when the waves have yet to reach you. But then once they rise, full of power, you go floating up into the tops of them and it almost feels like you’re flying. It’s exhilarating. The water’s cool as it brushes across your shoulders and runs through your toes. But this is the thrill you’re only able to experience from letting yourself go. For pushing yourself forward into territory you’re unknown to. Despite the fact that you’re vision in this area is unclear. You’re far from shore. Far from any sort of safety net. Letting yourself go completely, despite the fact that you might get hurt. I love the kind of people who find the possibility of getting hurt irrelevant. The kind of people who jump and fall into the deep end without any guarantee.