Heaven is High
“As the yacht cut through the water, the cloud ring kept pace, kept the same distance, all of a piece. She paused her walking at the prow of the boat, pretending … pretending what? Explorer? First one to glimpse an undiscovered shore? Pirate searching for prey? Masthead, forever looking forward? Voyager eager to return home? Pretending she knew what faced her at home, what she had to do? Nothing, she told herself sharply. Pretending nothing. She continued to walk.
The ocean was too big, too incomprehensible, untamable. She couldn’t put it in human terms that made sense to her. It seemed that one direction was as good as any other, since all directions were the same. It would be easy to sail endlessly in a great circle.
She frowned as it occurred to her that it was only her own thoughts that circled endlessly, a loop that had no exit, no entrance, only the loop. “In the end is my beginning,” she thought. Exactly so. She had joined the loop the day Binnie and Martin appeared on her doors...tep and she had taken their problem as her own because she had seen Binnie’s hand reach for his as if reflexively.MoreLess
The ocean was too big, too incomprehensible, untamable. She couldn’t put it in human terms that made sense to her. It seemed that one direction was as good as any other, since all directions were the same. It would be easy to sail endlessly in a great circle.
She frowned as it occurred to her that it was only her own thoughts that circled endlessly, a loop that had no exit, no entrance, only the loop. “In the end is my beginning,” she thought. Exactly so. She had joined the loop the day Binnie and Martin appeared on her doors...tep and she had taken their problem as her own because she had seen Binnie’s hand reach for his as if reflexively.MoreLess
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