When I was about 9 years old, we were at a crowded beach. I left the group to walk *straight up* to the very visible bathroom, but on the way back, I became very disoriented. I was lost for an hour in the scrum, & my parents thought that I had wandered into the sea and drowned. It happens very quickly.

(eventually, a couple of nice teen girls helped me find my folks)


The body betrays and the weather conspires, hopefully, not on the same day.