One Year Later, Questions Still Loom About the Doomed Dive of the Titan

I spend a lot of time thinking about the water. The currents; the flitting, undulating, and tail-slapping life; the sunken ships; the sounds that can travel for 100 miles and yet seem like they originate beside you; the ocean’s persistence in the face of degradation and disappearing corals; the way it brings creatures who live in it what they need—food, minerals, oxygen—and its mystery, power, and peace.

Read the rest of my essay about the allure of the deep in The Boston Globe here.