Often I notice that the sea doesn't care about my problems. It has so much to worry about, Beatriz. Every day it has to create so many waves, so many fish use it as their home , so many souls have stayed in it forever. The sea doesn't have any easy task and I feel compassion for it. But I can't look at it for a long time, because my body shrinks and becomes so small that I get dizzy. I know it was already here before us and when there is nothing left for us to do but die, it will still be here. I'm always surprised to see something so infinite get inside us.