Ocean December 2, 2014 7:39:19 PM – 7:41:19 PM

I sat and listened to the blue, blue sky, the laundry and the pigeons, seagulls, swallows (were they really swallows?). Do we have the same eyes? The mad sky. You answered like that. Like sitting on the palm of your hand watching your uvula break the horizon. I have written you a map. It is all about the surface, I sailed around on the surface of everything. Mid-town Aarhus, was I really in there all alone.