January 24th, 2015, 6pm

It was 5°C with scattered clouds. The breeze was light.

Usually, when I enter our sleeping space, you have been resting already for several hours. I never manage to lie down without arousing your attention. Your sole eye opens. All the music stops. Our tendrils meet and intertwine for a brief moment. We both regularly suspect there might also be exchanges of a pheromonic nature. After having broken contact again we whisper goodbye for the night and concentrate on breathing easy & regularly, since forgetting the world is our main objective.

Please see also Land based oceanography.

Philippe, Lars, David Wade and Hedaya said thanks.

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Marcus Hammerschmitt

Writer, journalist and photographer. Eighteen books so far, on paper and on screen. My biography is boring, my life is not.

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