Recent Musings. . .

I dream about the sea all the time.  In my dreams I am often floating on my stomach looking down into the crystal blue depths and killer whales are undulating past me, without eating me.  Seals and bears twist under the water and I am always laughing without choking.  I simply float for days and days watching the rubbery creatures go by.  I want a Viking funeral, I want to live in the sea, on the sea, beside the sea.  I have always been in love with Neptune (even though he doesn’t even know I’m alive!) and would fit just so inside a clamshell.  I could go on and on.  I especially like the idea of great sailing ships floating above me, the sail’s flapping and some brandished swords accompanying each one.  I should have discovered America.