| Sail away | Looking back at old photos can spark a lot of mixed emotions, memories, and ideas - sad. happy. regrets. longing - depending what the story was behind that certain photo.

Sailing on the tall ship. Voyaging between the gulf islands. Eyes out to the vast waters. not a worry in our minds. Listening to the breezing wind, peaceful waves meeting the ship's body.

Fire warming our bodies after working on ship's deck. Place we called home after many nights - ending with a familiar game of cards. Guitar playing, voices singing.

Waking up to nature's light. not a sound, not a movement. The stillness takes me to a journey. Away from the madness in the city. We take our beautiful home for granted.

Years ago, I went on a journey. Mind is free, no boundaries, at times lost at sea but able to steer its way back en route.
Missing those days.
When can i sail away again. I can.
Question is, what is stopping me.