You leave behind the pressures of life on land, and time itself becomes rarefied — for every task, you feel as though you have an eternity. Slowness and awareness seep into you, and reading a book becomes deep and effortless.
I look at the galley and realize I need to reach a supermarket because I’m missing some basic supplies. I heave the anchor aboard and raise the sails toward that particular island. How lucky I feel now that I have everything on board.
The pier inside the bay feels like the pier of the entire world.
