It's like I've just realized that the air around me has been water the whole time.
Slow mornings are for crafting emotions into cryptic words and making a graphic to match. The inspiration is a different song, but I'm suddenly reminded of "Life is like a boat", it's been many years since I've listened to it. Kinda surprised that I didn't make the connection to it from that Murakami quotation.
Once I have a permanent home, I'll have two large paintings on a wall, both of the sea, but one with a boat and one with a person floating. There was an artist with fantastic paintings of waves in Krog, I regret not taking a business card.