Freed from under the boat, I finally found myself above water. I was alive. Around me, heads started popping out of the ocean, others that had found themselves trapped by the hull. I was lost and frantic, shouting the names of the ones I love.
Something was wrong. I could feel death’s presence all around. Then a blonde head emerged from the sea, and Earth was on its axis again. We were all here. Darkness left the scene, leaving a handful of humans in an utter state of shock.
I am writing you from a little cabin with a view on the New Zealand bush. In the distance, the ocean. It’s early in the morning, I am sitting at my desk with a coffee. It’s so quiet around, you’d think the birds are not awake yet. The sky is grey.
This little cabin is nothing really. It’s my new studio, the little place I carved for myself in this world, my room of my own. It’s my paradise.
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“Because it is my name! Because I cannot have any other!”
My guy is an actor who performed for years in theatre, and this quote from The Crucible by Arthur Miller might be his favorite one. It makes me quietly chuckle when, each time we touch upon the subject of loyalty to oneself, he utters this sentence.
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