Well the wind has been gentile, but steady.
It started raining last night and I moved inside to sleep. I haven’t wiped down the interior for around 6 weeks and the boat mold is back. I usually wipe everything down with a mixture of bleach and water every month or so. Living on a boat, you adapt to living in a moist environment. Anyway I couldn’t sleep inside because my allergies started to act up and that often triggers my asthma.
I went back outside and nodded off. I woke an hour later to Namaste asking for a sail trim. I was soaked to the bone. I had my wool watch-cap on, and a North Face long sleeve t-shirt, however I was cold. The wind continued to shift, and I had to continue to pay attention to my sails. My Black Diamond head torch was my only company. For 6 miserable hours I was dreaming of building a solar cabin in the mountains. I can see every detail of it now and know exactly what I would do. I would hunt and build fires. What a great home it would be.
It has been so long since I’ve had a “normal life” living in a thermostatically controlled home, taking thermostatically controlled showers, and driving in a thermostatically controlled vehicle. Working, consuming, coming home to a girl friend, it seems so foreign now. How nice it would be to curl up in a warm bed next to a woman I loved wrapped in crisp clean sheets happy as a tootsie roll. “Honey, lets go for brunch” not worrying about how much it would cost. Will I ever see that again?
I’m sure my bones will dry out and the sun will shine again and once more I’ll be content with my obscure lifestyle, Why? That is the question I intent to answer before I reach land. I have 2705 miles to figure it out.
I think I’m just bitching; I’m going to try and rest.
Peace, Love, and the big blue desert!
Alex
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