 AJ 2006-02-28 . chapter 1 I know I'm going to be so far off in my interpretation, but...I guess that's what's great about stuff like this. I can be technically "wrong" (far from your vision of it, I mean) but still inspired and touched by the words. And I am. So much.
I get such a feel of quiet desperation from this, but it's a proud desperation - does that make sense? It's not a weak "give in" but something very natural and just...consuming, cleansing, though it may be an "end" to all things. As if it's better for the words to fall onto the ocean's deaf ears than for people to read them (and who knows what their response would be?). With the ocean you're always sure of one thing - it won't talk back.
I'm certain I'm probably rambling about something out in left field, but you should just know that I would never want you to give your words to "the sea." (haha, that might sound ridiculous there) Because though I might not be the best at praising and critiquing, I definitely feel lucky to be able to read what you have to "say."
I just hope I always have that privilege. Even when you're some wonderful, gracious "big shot" writing humor and the funny. :-) |