Ocean waves beat deep in my chest.
Another hard day at work.. The day has just begun, but I already want to go home. Strange how time can change people – one year ago I really wanted this job. I imagined that I could work here all my life. Fashion, parties, famous people – all it seemed to me very interesting and fun.. till now. Continue reading
I wish I could tell you about the South Pacific. The way it actually was. The endless ocean. The infinite specks of coral we called islands. Coconut palms nodding gracefully toward the ocean. Reefs upon which waves broke into spray, and inner lagoons, lovely beyond description. I wish I could tell you about the sweating jungle, the full moon rising behind the volcanoes, and the waiting. The waiting. The timeless, repetitive waiting.
James A. Michener