December 2011
reading and the sea
freins:
I dream of sitting by the restless seaside. And I want to read; not just read, but plunge—greatly, completely, uninhibitedly into a world of prose, of mystic wonder and drama. The fluttering of the pages will be the sound of my heartbeat, as it trembles before everything beautiful. I want to feel the words ebb as with the tides pulling along the sand banks, hungrily, fulfilling my needs...
