Weeks have gone by like the wind. Years like seasons. I can’t help but to feel like I’m going to wake up someday and tell my husband,
I just had the wildest dream ever, you are going to love it. So crazy!
But I am awake. This dream is real. Time as we know it, is now irrelevant. There is no alarm. No next time. No vacation. Every day is a blessing. Every moment is special. There is only now. I close my eyes to feel the magic…
The boat is moving and rocking with the waves constantly and my body has adapted. The wind flowing through our sails and through our souls, connected. This life is real. Even if it feels like a dream I want to take in every moment like it was my last. Feel the elements, the sun, the air, soaking in all the good. Keeping the dream alive by staying in this lucid stage. Where there are no rules, no roads. Creating a path all our own. Imagination is our salvation. The sea our medicine. Exploring this world surrounded by nature and water, we are in love with everything. Birds pass by above soaring free and wild, this is the feeling I have inside. No limits. No boundaries. We are free to roam. Living the crazy dream, just us and the sea. Life is but a dream.