I love the sound of waves, that sort of tumbling swish that never ends. It makes me feel very insignificant, and I like that. It's restful. I get bored with myself sometimes.A whole life distils itself into a giving number of seconds but the waves go on for ever.
There are moments that go to make a life. It is more the the silence than the things said. I can't let the waves down.They can't let me down. They do not want to know my secrets. They don't try to scoop out my brain.
A woman has to have her secrets, it gives her a sense of powerto know that there's always another layer to strip off, at will, and yet not do so. And then, very rarely, she'll let another veil fall, always to reveal one more, always one last veil before the end, and there being no end!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


LAST WORDS:
DOES ANY OF THIS MAKE SENSE TO ANYBODY?