massive jagged

i love beaches with massive jagged boulders. the more jagged, dark and craggy, the better. there is something so raw about these cracked pieces of stone cold earth, the way time has not eroded their harshness nor softened their edges. no, they stand angry and unmoved by the pleas of the wind and the sea, not giving a shit about anything. they cannot be conquered, they make you feel small, they make you feel mortal. and i love them for it.

(nyc)