rhyme: (we don't need to know the way home)
I feel no sentimentality for the horizon. The sky is perfect and it goes on forever. The sea rises up to meet it.

If you were not born by the ocean, you wouldn't know how strange it is not to have the mountains at your back and the sea before you. It's the mountains you'll miss more- they orient your life.

We learned about compasses in 4th grade, and thereafter, I knew it by heart. This is north, south, east, west.

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