Florian Gerbaud photos, “A decade after eternity”
Dreamed of a rocky path along the coast. I could not find my car, so I was walking to my destination. I could hear the automobiles from a nearby roadway and every so often the glare of the headlights would cut through the sea grasses, but mostly I was slowly feeling my way along, alone, in the dark.
I wasn’t sure where I was going, and I didn’t know how I would recognize it when I got there. After several minutes of indecision I decided the whole journey was rubbish and that my time would be better spent looking for mermaids.