One Hundred Thirty-Six.Five

I've always loved the deep--the dark depths of the ocean that you can only view after you've been down a while--you see, it takes time for your eyes to get used to the dark. I came across an anchor once, i was bouncing along, one foot at at a time touching the sand, and there it was, hidden in a crevasse, corroded from years of neglect, and wrapped around it--it's arms intertwined with the ancient iron, a skeleton, your skeleton, hanging tightly to the old things that brought you down.