I was sailing the other day, and a huge gust of wind blew over the lake, tearing my mainsail in half. As the shredded sail flapped uselessly above me and the waves pounded the sides of the boat, I took one second to panic, then got on with what I knew I needed to do. I quickly lowered the sail, pointed the bow away from the waves, and started motoring in to the marina.
Later, I realized what an appropriate analogy to life this was, and I'm proud of the way that I took control of the situation. So proud that I'm leading with this, so please, read on, and message me if you feel me.
Some other things I like in the world:
Walking barefoot in sand
Falling asleep in a tent
Falling in love
Red, red wine (the kind you drink and the song)
Going to baseball games
And so on and so forth.
Message me if you'd like to know more...