To say that I think about sailing a lot would be a huge understatement. Pretty much, if I’m not busy at work or writing, then chances are, I’m thinking about sailing. Of course, one of the great things about writing is that I can write about sailing, which allows me to be productive while also thinking about sailing.
It’s been way too long since I’ve been out on the water. There’s just something about the wind filling your sails and getting you where you need to be. It’s intoxicating. The smell of the sea. The sounds of the birds. Even just being on a boat tied up at a dock is exciting. There’s nothing quite like the gentle rock of the boat and the sound of the rigging on the mast to put you right to sleep.
What could possibly fill as many fantasies as a boat?