From my window, I look out at the sea; so inviting, so free, so romantic and so misleading. “The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.” wrote Joseph Conrad. How I’ve often thought about how I might have run off to sea as though that could somehow cure this feeling of disquiet, this feeling of restlessness that could be tempered. But I know it my heart, I am not cut out to be a seaman so I live out my dreams in my dreams that are silently put away and I rue the scissors that cut me out for something for which I do not know.