...Or more accurately the bowels of a ship. Even more accurate is Medical Isolation Room # 1. Just shy of two weeks, Holland America Lines had to keep me in quarantine due to the communicable nature of a cruise ship. I was undiagnosed the entire time, however the prognosis ruled in that whatever I had was definitely viral and therefore catchy... For instance if it was chicken pox, most the of the Indonesian crew have never even been exposed to this, there could have been an epidemic. So I waited and sat in a small square, clinical, windowless room; well paced most of it... for two weeks.
What did I do to whittle the time away? Why joke about hosting a scenic Alaskan cruise, Infirmary 1 has some Lovely sites to see. This photo which I shared with loved ones, was accompanied by the caption "I've been pretending to give beautiful oceanic tours of the surrounding Glacial beauty via the picture above my bed. Just kidding, but I'm pretending I've been pretending too. Metapretending." I went a little nuts. It was like I was in the belly of a whale, or more accurately- because it was such a sensory deprived room- like a womb. And the way the ship rocks you to sleep gently, just feels so motherly. Like I was suspended in liquid, a womb.
During that time I did allot of reading, here are the 3 quotes:
"I live like an evil-minded monk myself. The worst that being an artist could do to you would be that it would make you slightly unhappy constantly" Page 160
Salinger, J.D."De Daumier-Smith's Blue Period", Nine Stories.
"Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They're always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions." Page 185
"You know that apple Adam ate in the Garden of Eden, referred to in the Bible? ... Logic... what you have to do is vomit it up if you want to see things as they really are." Page 191 latter two from Salinger, J.D. "Teddy", Nine Stories. I enjoy the last one for its critique of rational thought.
