Life has become the complete unknown surrounded by more unknown.
Soccer: no more.
School: no more.
My north star that has been guiding my life is gone.
Now, picture with me a boat. Not any ordinary boat, but a boat that represents you.
Do you have it? You, as a boat?
Ok, I want to tell you about my boat.
Close your eyes...figuratively, because you'll have to keep reading.
I am a row boat. The one that is a rounded triangle with two wooden benches across the middle. Fairly plain and simple. My boat sits in the middle of a quiet and serene river. A river that moves at the pace of its own leisure.
A boat that floats along, but my row boat can also be propelled when needed by quick movements of two oars. My boat is also useful in moving people to and fro. It is not flashy and tends to draw little attention to its self. Romantic dates come to mind when I picture my boat, and the idea that it carries new found lovers. I like that. I like to think that a row boat stewards love.
So why a boat? Because as mentioned above, I have lost my north star, and most boats navigate by way of the north star. Even tiny row boats need to have direction.
Think about your boat. I'd like to hear who you are as a boat. If we are friends, text me. If not, leave a message here on my page.
