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Sometimes at Sea

Sometimes we would sail in one direction and then have to change course due to the wind. Sometimes just the smell of the salty ocean breeze and wind in my hair would bring that fantastic excitement I felt as a child on a roller coaster ride, and sometimes it would do the opposite and deposit a ton of lead filled with fear in the bottom of my belly. Sometimes the sounds of the creaking hull, the slap of the water and the thud of the rough landing would shutter the entire boat, the sails would dip into the water on the starboard side and I was sure we would pitch pole, or worse, just snap in half.

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