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| The ship IS the destination |
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| I was happy to learn the world wouldn't end today because it is already tomorrow here in Australia |
The future just isn't what it used to be. Nevertheless, there is not one ship that doesn't sail to a port where life is not uncomfortable. Yet, you don't quit countries, you quit people, and I have to say the best ships are friendships, and I have met some amazing people while sailing around the world.
Impossible Is Nothing
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| The Patron Saint of Optimism-Another dopeless hope fiend! |
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| The weather is here wish you were beautiful |
But I'm not a sailor . Maybe a sailor with a small s. Living on a ship, however, might be summed up as monotony tinged with hysteria. It's not real life but an alibi. It is like going out of your mind everyday- in order to come to your senses; and a fool who persists in his folly becomes wise. After 10 ships, yes ten, I no longer want to cast doubt on perfection-America. There's nothing I wouldn't do for my country , and there's nothing it wouldn't do for me. And that's the way we go through life - doing nothing for each other.
Embracing the (expat)life forced upon me, I have had nothing to do and all day to do it. An accident of birth, being born in the USA, I won the geographically-desirable-places-to-live-on-the-planet lottery, and have squandered my inheritence in the United States of Unconsciousness, a shared hallucination of "any place but here" and " the grass is greener".
The grass actually is greener where you water it.
