This is a picture I took last year during my cruise vacation. It is one of those pictures that is really pretty, but looks like something you'd find on a plaque at Hallmark with some corny poetry or maybe a Bible verse inscribed on it. The thing is, before I went on the cruise, I would see those Hallmark pictures and think, "That's not real." Sometimes, Kev will catch me going back out there. I will have my eyes closed, and he'll say, "You're at sea, aren't you?" And he will be right. "At Sea" is my current default happy place, and I go there when I am stressed, or lately, when I am hot. It is not hot at sea. It is delightfully cool. And it smells good. And it doesn't have red level air pollution days.
It does have hurricanes though, which is why I will never become a mariner.