Entry 57, Sea Fever

 I believe that I have a fever for sweets. I am what you guys would normally call a "sweettooth", I especially love to eat candy bars, to deserts after meals. I can never get sick of eating candies, I can just eat them more and more, day after day. I can understand the author in loving the Ocean so much, loving the sea, loving the sea breeze filling his pores like a whetted knife. I understand all this, but I just don't feel the same way about the ocean after this poem. I believe that this author did a tremendous job in constructing that vivid image in every reader's minds about the sea and his love and affection for the sea, but I just don't understand why would a man spend so much time and effort on the ocean? Maybe it is just me, or I have never been actually sailing, into the deep pacific ocean, living the vagrant gypsy life. The waking up to the sea breeze part seemed very appealing for me, as that seemed like a relaxing, easy life, waking up everyday, doing nothing but finding your way out of this giant maze. I believe that this poem was great, it was fantastically written by a brilliant author that captured my mind, but at the end of the poem, I still don't understand why he loves it so much. Maybe others cannot understand my love for sweets as well.