My daily swim route in Beirut (Photo: Emily O'Dell)
Today, like every day in Beirut, the sea at sunset was sublime. When the lifeguard blew his whistle at dusk, it was hard for me to pull myself from the peace of the water. That beautiful backdrop sure doesn’t look like “Homeland” to me–just home. In the winter, I can even see snow on those mountain tops in the distance, while I swim along Beirut’s rocky coast…
Does sunset sometimes look like the sun is coming up?
Do you know what a faithful love is?
You’re crying; you say you’ve burned yourself.
But can you think of anyone who’s not hazy with smoke?
— Rumi
