I woke up this morning with such a longing to be by the sea. I have found myself over the last few months dreaming of the Faroe Islands. Every time I wake up, just before I get out of the dreaming phase, I feel I am still there. That feeling haunts me for the rest of the day. It is strange to have eccos of the Faroes follow you in the city. The rush of the cars and mass of people turn from a blink of a second to large mountains with dancing clouds, gulls diving and empty landscapes.