One would think that I’d feel monotony here. Day in, day out. No clocks. No time. The deep ocean ruling all things. We follow the sea and its mandate. It tells us how we will spend our day. In this place and time, it is not difficult to feel puny.
I feel so small and think of the problems of life. They cannot be escaped. Trying to escape from our problems really is no escape at all. It’s only window shopping. In this place, there is no monotony. I am forced to look at myself. I learn the hard way. My fears, longing and the wretched, petty creature that I sometimes am. I learn to live with the sea… and with me. Thank you to Lucia Griggi for the images. Skate… and surf. Ozzie