the sea

The idea of an airplane breaking up in mid-flight, its pieces falling into the middle of the ocean. At night. This is Air France flight 447, the story that has sat at the periphery of the news cycle all week, like some dirty edge on the lens. You hear updates on the radio, make a face and then walk out of the room.

For all our supposed love of nature, there is something heartless about our idea of the ocean. I was trying to watch the end of Open Water the other night and C kept coming back and forth into the room asking Are you still watching this?. After about half an hour I gave up.


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