Four days to go before I fly out to Toronto.
Woke up in a cold sweat this morning.
I was dreaming that I had been ordered to do something on the ship. Only I had no clue how to do it!
Eight years is a long time, and even though I have been sailing since it has never been on a vessel with all that lovely rope and billowing canvas. The panicky feeling of that dream lasted all through breakfast and I figured I better do something about it. So I got an old shoelace and started doing knots. All the knots I could remember. Then I looked up the ones I couldn't remember and tried them.
The simple act of doing that was very calming. Riding the bus downtown I kept doing all the knots, must have looked a little strange, but then this is Calgary, heh.
It's a kind of Sailor's Rosary or something.
Thanks for reading.
KJ
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