Sea Change

SCOOTING ACROSS THE WATER, single-handed, on a broad reach, wavelets glittering in the morning sun, Lydia felt most alive. At night, anchored in some cove or tied up to a marina pier, she would lie in her cabin reading, occasionally looking out the porthole at the lights of Baltimore or Annapolis across the bay. If life did not offer much else, there were always sumptuous surfaces.

Maybe I should just jump in, let the boat sail away, she thought. Water, the ultimate therapy. Water, the blood of Gaia.

Sea Change

Jeannot

Sarasota, United States

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