My lovely wife and I took the sailboat for a little cruise around the lake today. Except for the occasional gust, there was very little wind at all. It didn’t matter. We were sailing. The sun was out. It was a nice day. It’s not like we had to be anywhere.
This sort of “waste of time” would drive a lot of people nuts. The boat was barely moving. No matter, it was still a fine afternoon. We soaked up the sun, watched the wildlife and enjoyed the scenery. Since we weren’t using the outboard, it was nice and quiet for talking. A sailboat is a great place to visit on a slow day.
There were a few power boats on the lake. They went round and round in circles as fast as they could go. To each their own, but I couldn’t see the point of what they were doing either -not that it’s any of my business.
Maybe sailing is a metaphor for my life. I don’t care that I’m not making a lot of progress. It doesn’t bother me that people are getting ahead a lot faster than me. I’m in good company and the scenery is great.
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