I appreciate the comments a few of you made and emails I received.
Yesterday was an aberration. I have known despair, as have all who live, but always there was a reason: loss of love; disappointment about writing; structural failure of boats. Yesterday there was nothing to point to.
Today was misty and rainy. I did not go down to GANNET. I am only doing cosmetics. All sailing systems have already been restored to pre-circumnavigation levels. I would have liked to work, but that I couldn’t made little difference.
For whatever indescribable if not inexplicable reason, yesterday’s malaise is gone.
I am sipping post-pizza Chianti. Hardly health food, but we usually eat well, and I am well. Listening to a scrambled playlist of soundtrack music which reminded me of a friend I have not communicated with for a while, so I did.
I have correctly called this the dying part of my life. I have not yet figured that out, but I am working on it.
Onward. Upward. Or at least sideways.
Go at life as hard as you can as long as you can. I will if I can understand how.
L’Chaim (to life). My favorite toast.