There is a shoebox that sits in my closet collecting as much worth as possible. Temptation comes and goes inspiring me to invest in a lock and hide the combination from myself. There is reason behind my madness. I have not lost sight of that fresh red glow that almost blinded me at first glimpse, but my dream does not stop here. A crystal clear vision of ocean blue captures my full attention. The dunes are never far and must never be blocked by neighboring land.
October 9, 1998