Ora pro nobis peccatoribus

We all have our coping mechanisms. 
Be it jogging (within 5 km), shopping (online), drinking (at home), praying (to the Virgin Mary) or diving (into the harbour). 
We all do as best we can. We hang in there. 

Sancta Maria,
Mater Dei,
ora pro nobis peccatoribus,
nunc et in hora mortis nostrae.
Amen.



Twas fair windy down the harbour this morning (I think the correct meteorological lingo is "blowy as fuck"). I did manage to find a little bit of shelter by swimming real close to the pier. There were too many waves in my usual spot. There were three fat bull seals bobbing along and snoring in the little sheltered spot. They never noticed me.