and I get to dream about pretty things. I dream about Blanco, and all my friends that I miss dearly, and horses, which is hard to ride while on the ocean. I dream about church and cake- oh how I dream of food. Icecream and cheeseburgers dance through my dream, which is kind of...
they've purchased their dream with canvas sails, they've waved goodbye to friends and family on the dockside to sail off into the dreamlike sunset - to then join the local sailing social-media WhatsApp and Facebook group. I'm not commenting either way - I'm just saying, this is how ...