Descriptive Exposition Lake Gaston water is a water of dilution. Voluminous, sensitive, and embracing, drops jump from the surface, sprawling upon the trampoline that suspends me a foot above seemingly infinite depth. The cat cuts through the water, as if it were meant to be there, my presence merely a coincidence. The houses which dot the shoreline become nothing more than ceramic figurines like those painted by middle class housewives. No one else exists, other …showed first 75 words of 435 total…

…showed last 75 words of 435 total…a real cat, the catamaran seems to have an uncanny balance in this position, never wavering while flying through the pooled rainwater at thirty knots. There are several unsecured ropes which fall into the water, directing a fine spray toward my cheeks, diluting every care in the world. All of my inhibitions disappear as solvents in the solute of a billion gallons of water. I gradually drift towards personal utopia as contentment fills my being.