underwater moonlight, i wandered the ocean line, sparkles like angels on the head of a pin, a fine mist from a vast source i saw the polar opposite, obsidian negative, refraction on the eye. point counter point, in the rules of the game rules are abandoned. a gentle breeze from the south east, the dark shadow of the headland in the distance, strange parabola as light finds itself suspended in air from cars as they spin around the single bendy road south. 

dusk speeds up, fast time forwards, our heads are in the stars, i'm using an mobile application to navigate the constellations, my friend is skipping along side me like a sea sprite on vacation. she's telling me about her golden years in the ballet, touring the stages of the big cities, dined and wined by the rich powerful folks, driving in long cars and staying in classy hotels. she's nostalgic and it's making me feel slightly strange, is there an opposite word for nostalgia?
nostalgia looks backwards fondly so the opposite would be looking forwards unfavourably. there is no single word i can think of that defines this but if there was it would be pre-stalga or pro. 
just like the opposite of paranoia is pronoia. 
so we walk in night space, her talking me, listening with one ear, i catch sight of the splash of something, a diver emerges from the ocean, starts walking out right towards us, it's bizarre. he's carrying a speargun and wearing a mask, which he pulls from his face and reveals his sex. a woman, short black hair, gleaming teeth and twinkling eyes, she looks pretty good in a wet wet suit as she strides right up to my friend and shows her the big fish she has in her other hand, she says nothing but just smiles and then walks off. meanwhile in my mind i'm expecting the worse, thinking the man was going to cause trouble, start hassling me like a residual hang over from my western australian bbq experience. the opposite of nostalgia.