DEEP RESTJan 02, 2019
Yesterday I listened to the ocean as never before. Thousands of wild horses in one continuous stampede, hypnotizing me with their thunder, penetrating my every crack and hollow until I too became an unending rush of hooves and saltwater. And I fell into a luscious childhood sleep, the sand soft and full of deja vu. I let the endless rotation of rumbles grind down the one-million-things that pursue me, my litany of adult worries, letting them become a pulverized dust to be blown away by the unseasonably gentle winds.