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I was thinking hard about adding sail and has just made the decision to go topside and loose some reefs.

I realized I was staring at my made up bunk. Yes, what you see is a seat belt. The kind of restraint they use in prison hospitals, mental health wards, and asylums. The thought made me laugh out loud.

I don’t feel as if I am in jail but ask any prisoner and they will tell you they are innocent. I don’t think I’m delusional, but then again the deluded never think they are. Where then, and what am I?

I got a definitive answer to that question by going on deck. I laughed and chucked my way through the entire change.

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1 Comment
  • Claude
    Posted at 20:39h, 29 March Reply

    In weather like today having a fellow partner would make the difference of the world.

    Heavy weather conditions are great only when you have enough energy to enjoy it. I wish you the time of your life.

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