AT THE END Of THE INDIAN

I missed the sunrise. I was sleeping. It's high in the sky now. The wind is blowing harder and the water is getting bumpier and bluer and colder as I sail west. It is all a shock to my system. I had a lot of cargo traffic last night. I was too tired and the...

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