It was a rainy day and I had little to do. So I took a nap. During my nap I dreamed I was on my sailboat in Biscayne Bay in Miami back in 1975. Only I was older. I was 78, my current age, not the 33 I was then. And I was oddly alone.
I would never think of going out sailing without my Sweetie. Yet, there I was, an old man letting the gentle wind take me wherever it was going.
The dream was very real and I could even hear and feel the soft waves as the boat glided through them with easy grace. She steered well. I felt safe, and in control.
It felt wonderful...
Then I woke up.
Three hours later I was still thinking about that dream. So I went to YouTube and watched the short video I made of the few photos we took 45 years ago. Instantly, I was back on the boat, this time with my Judy and our neighbors, Joanne and Val. I remember it was a fantastic day for sailing for novice sailors.
I'll probably think about that sailboat and that adventure a lot in the coming days. And no, I won't be buying a sailboat to re-live the experience. I don't have to - I can just dream about it or watch the video, and I'll be taken back to a time in our lives that was filled with adventure. This was just one of them.
If you want to watch the video, here's the link:
https://youtu.be/2JKNS0AYy_U
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