…becomes more than a convenient metaphor. I suppose it has been a long romance of mine to be adrift on a skiff or boat; in fact, I can distinctly remember having fancied the notion even while young. Well, happenstance come as they come, and given all due consideration in regards to economics and the life style amenable to my personality, I settled on the idea of living on a boat. I had no idea a boat could be had for so cheap, and for a period of a week I actually had two boats.
There is a pristine beauty and calming pleasure of being at harbor. The concept of a boat safe at harbor as metaphor applied to life is scarce lost on anyone with a perceptive mind. It will be a good base to bide the storms of life for now, perhaps even learning to sail competently will come to pass. Either way, plenty of beautiful sunsets are awaiting apt appreciation — anyway the wind blows… such is this floating life.
