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i've forgotten how much sailing used to be a part of my life. when my mom met my stepdad i must have been around 4 or 5 years old, and for about 5 summers all we used to do was sail. we'd go around the elizabeth islands, up to maine, and one year we even took a trip out to washington state to sail around in waters that i probably wouldn't even recognize anymore.
so i spent the past couple of days on a sailboat and various islands, and these have become more reasons why i could never part with the ocean for too long of a time. i have lots of hopes and aspirations for the upcoming school year, what with all the adventures on another continent bound to occur, and i'm also crossing my fingers that i'll be able to spend a significant amount of time on the sea. i want to learn how to sail and weave the ocean back into my life. there's something about this way of being that seems so calm and relaxed and stable. at least that's what i've been feeling ever since i stepped onto the deck.
i think my 5 year old love of boating is rapidly resurfacing.
so i spent the past couple of days on a sailboat and various islands, and these have become more reasons why i could never part with the ocean for too long of a time. i have lots of hopes and aspirations for the upcoming school year, what with all the adventures on another continent bound to occur, and i'm also crossing my fingers that i'll be able to spend a significant amount of time on the sea. i want to learn how to sail and weave the ocean back into my life. there's something about this way of being that seems so calm and relaxed and stable. at least that's what i've been feeling ever since i stepped onto the deck.
i think my 5 year old love of boating is rapidly resurfacing.