Couchfish Day 314: Losing Time

I know I finished yesterday’s piece writing “Save a single longtail pulled up on the sand, the beach is empty,” but this isn’t exactly true. Near the pulled-up longtail there is a fishers’ hut, but more importantly, at the far end of the beach, near where the trail empties out, there is a bar.

I’m being generous calling it a bar. Rather it is a collecti…