Calm. I like that word. I liked all the words in 'Midnight in Sicily' passage as well. It was as if Robb bottled some shallows of the ocean, took them home, poured them onto paper and let it dry into words. Reading it was like bobbing in the waves. On the surface you see all the thousands of frantic ripples racing against each other, a chaos of miniature troughs and peaks, but all the while …showed first 75 words of 916 total…

…showed last 75 words of 916 total…the half way mark, then gradually return to the ground. Much like a wave. Its time to come in from my swim now. I've had fun. I'm sure Robb had fun as well. Bobbing in the waves, watching the surface of frantic ripples race against each other, felt his body float slowly under the surface, rising and falling to the rhythm. I think we both like this rhythm of time. Nice and calm. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ **Bibliography**