is the title of the second album of one of my favorite artists, Corinne Bailey Rae. The Sea--the body of water-- is something you behold, I am not even sure what the verb to behold means but it just seems like the right word to use in your dealings with something as grand and as magnificent as The Sea. The Sea. I am just thinking of The Sea because it's been months since I've seen or heard or touched or became one with The Sea being washed up instead in worries and rejection, but right now I am imagining waves of water just getting crazy with my face plopping down against it--and I suddenly feel severe facial pain as salty water assaults my nose and the salty water crushes my cribriform plate and the bleeping salty water rolls over directly to my brain to snap me out of this pag-iinarte.
See, if you really want to snap out of whinification, emotional pain, ennui, or just plain mundane inarte, you can do it on your own, and in very few sentences too.