The human body is made up of 85% water. I think about this when I sit by the edge of the Atlantic and I think back to the times I’ve been called the moon. I imagined that its pale light was what reminded you of me, of my fair complexion, but now I think of physics; of how the moon pulls an ocean towards her and we’re just tiny droplets of human, made up of 85% water. I was a moon, and I never understood how very significant that was.
