Last night I awoke to the rhythmic creaking of a brig’s hull making sail for San Francisco bay. Only as I arose to take my watch on deck with the incessant creaking continuing did I take note of the odd city noises in the background. Awareness soon followed; I am not aboard ship but in a hotel room with apparent aspirations of a life at sea.
Now a choice awaits me. Shall I continue to enjoy my virtual life at sea while in the city by the bay or jump ship for that distant silent shoreline across the hall?
