Each time I step outside on a bleak and cold night, I think how miserable it would be to be sitting on the beach with nothing but the clothes I have on to protect me. It makes me feel how grateful I am to have warmth and shelter.
It makes me think about how Karen Blixen would push herself to the brink of despair and then push it a bit farther to feel really miserable to see how much she could stand.
I don't need to do that. I have been to the edge many times; this experience has taken me from immeasurable happiness to immeasurable sadness, so many times, happy reality, won't be believed.
You will be a beautiful dream I will always cherish.
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