From
my window, I look out at the sea; so inviting, so free, so romantic and so
misleading. “The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the
accomplice of human restlessness.” wrote Joseph Conrad. How I’ve often thought
about how I might have run off to sea as though that could somehow cure this
feeling of disquiet, this feeling of restlessness that could be tempered. But I
know it my heart, I am not cut out to be a seaman so I live out my dreams in my
dreams that are silently put away and I rue the scissors that cut me out for
something for which I do not know.
