Pitch a windbreak on a deserted stretch of beach. Bring some strong drink, and a few scraps of
firewood – it gets cool and damp after dark when the fog rolls in thick. Cast a hand line into
the sea. The vastness of the Pacific Ocean connects to your index finger through that line.
Watch closely … the point where line meets water.

Lost in thought.
Fishing for things unseen. Fishing for hope and dreams.

March 2004