went night sailing last night with a group of friends (excluding P, who refused to go, the anti-social git)
It was a clear night with a huge full moon that's impossibly round. We had a wonderful view of the Boston skyline, all lighted up.
I always loved to be out on the water with the wind blowing... a feeling of freedom, no restrictions. It's a feeling you don't get on ground. Water and wind, flowing and streaming, has an allure that's irresistably present in its infinite forms.
I'll always remember sitting at the tip of the boat, looking out at the broad horizon of lights and towers, freezingly cold but wonderfully free...
:P I think I was an icicle when I got back... with P being the perfect hot water bottle..
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