Monday, September 19, 2011
All desires are ships, and many desires are sailing ships. I have a bird's eye view of the deck, tending slighty astern. The ropes and tackle and on-board equipment are placed neatly. There is evidence of use and travel, but no obvious signs of wear. The deck itself is polished, the wood worn but straight, for all desires are true. There is no sign of life, though the evidence of life is everywhere. We cannot see below deck. My eye encompasses only ten yards or so of the surrounding water. Calm seas, I think, or that is my impression.