I wish I was sailing

A year ago I was there. Some days it feels like, well, a year ago. And some days it feels like yesterday. It was some of the best days of my life, and in these jobless and worrying times I wish I could be there again. On a big schooner with no bigger worries than the hurting in my hands from pulling rope, where to find a clean t-shirt, and not being too cold on the nightly shifts.

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