The Wise Old Crab Speaks

"Ever wonder what's hiding in the ocean's depth? I do, sometimes. Just a whisper in the shell.
The days drift past like fallen leaves on a stream, you know? The tide knows when it's time to come back, but us crabs? We're always walking sideways, looking back, not ahead.
Sometimes, I catch a glimpse of myself in a shard of glass. Almost like a mirror, but not quite."
"Those reflections are clearer than anything I see with these old eyes.
I see a younger crab sometimes, with bright ambitions and a hint of salt on its back.
It’s a good life, a free life in the endless folds of ocean."