I went down to the warm, warm water

I had an appointment at noon in Fort Point, so spatch came with me and afterward we went to Castle Island. We circumnavigated Fort Independence and then the artificial enclosure of Pleasure Bay, dredged and dumped a hundred years ago to support the cranes and containers of the modern Conley Terminal. The air was hot as July and billowing with sea-stacked clouds, but the shadows that kept flashing like sharks over the grass and the water belonged to low-flying planes.

( The salt air like a broadcast from the distant dark beyond. )

I am tired beyond belief, but we even collected donuts from Lyndell's on the way home. It is not an overnight process, but I am beginning to feel connected to my city again.