That Call….

You need to get on the water. Whatever it is, it’s getting louder. And no, it’s not just because Alestorm put out a new album in July you just found out about.

Seriously not even away from shore, a freaking boat ride to Fort Sumter might do it.

Even though you wouldn’t steer.

Wait. Nevermind. Where on earth is this coming from?

Might just take a harbor cruise cheap solo or something. Just get it out of your system.

Would that work? C’mon. The idea is laughable.

Dunno. Friend visiting over the weekend. Guy that was wrecked by ex wife taking his kids away. That’s got to be priority. He always looked up to you. Trained him at his first job a lifetime ago. He said you reminded him of the Captain Pike from the new Trek stuff. He has great hair, so there’s that. Grateful for the compliment.

Whatever. Maybe He wants to talk to you out there. If so, then you need to go alone. That means saving up. No idea.

It’s been this way for almost a week now. Never felt it like this before. Beach walk was one thing. This is louder.

Well, you won’t solve it tonight. Just another bit of trying and failing to get a great nights sleep.

If it’s Him… something tells you you’ll figure it out soon. Or not. No idea.

About anything.

Maybe you never did.

You need to fix things, whatever’s wrong. If things are out of alignment… it’s kinda more on your end than on His.

Stormy seas and you’re being tossed about… by ennui. Lethargy. Uselessness. Make no mistake- spiritually these doldrums can be just as deadly.

Make something happen.

Stop acting like you can’t.

But in any case… thanks for the cats.

Ted seems to like this one.