Feeling Blue

I’m going on vacation to Mexico next week and all I can think about is staring at the sea. We’re headed to Tulum, a place I’ve never been, but everything I’ve ever seen of the coastal water down there makes me want to weep. It’s just so breathtakingly blue. Incredibly, impossibly, hypnotically blue. Which has me wondering. What is it about spectacularly blue water that makes it so compelling? Perhaps it’s our tenacious genes from a million billion trillion years ago, that keep reminding us we used to be fish? Is it the rippling movement of the water that lulls us? Or maybe there’s something to my new theory that water makes us feel younger? You often hear that a gigantic percentage of the human body is water. But did you know we actually become less full of water as we get older? Babies, so I’ve read, are 78% water. At one year of age that goes down to 65%. And by the time you’re an adult it’s a paltry 60% for men, 55% for women. So maybe that explains it. Or maybe it’s just another cockamamy excuse for sitting on the beach doing nothing for a week. Hasta luego.

Charlie definitely has the blues. You too? Give him a ring to commiserate, or twist his rubber arm to see photos from Tulum.