Rogue Wave

Sometimes, out of nowhere, comes the rogue wave... You can ride it, or get pulled under. I roamed the untamed ocean.Set out to play the conservationist hero. Those high seas? They remain lawless for countless reasons.Over ten years, I saw the worst that humanity has to offer.And accomplished... nothing. The futility of it all left me disillusioned. Numb.I returned to the island of my childhood summers.All I wanted was to lick my wounds. Hide. Regroup. Like a rogue wave, an idealistic beauty thrust herself into my world.Tells me we can make a difference.We can save the oceans.We're one with the sea. Her naivety might be charming if it wasn't like looking in a time-warped mirror.Her natural beauty might be appealing if she wasn't a college student. The last thing she needs is a summer romance...