“Thought I would send more thoughts as I wait for the wind to subside.
It amazes me how I am only on day 5 and how many moral victories and defeats there have been.
It amazes me further how resourceful one must be purely to make the most of an opportunity. Using ferry passenger terminal as a makeshift office. Charging things in order of importance. Using a small bathroom sink to wash hair. Or small towelettes to wash the body. I look at homeless people with a much more compassionate eye than I ever have before. For all the times I have avoided giving them money to instead buy them a meal or warm drink, I wish I had done more.
Routines are plenty and the setup and pack up becomes like clockwork. It’s waiting out weather that ramps up the mental weight and game. Tears come easy and the desire for family is heavy.
It is truly now a task of making it about each day vs looking too far ahead. After tomorrow my waterways narrow and wind and currents become more of a factor. When in my favour, I should make good progress, when against me I may not even be able to get out on the water.
I desire to make some progress each day no matter the distance as it’s that much less to cover in the overall picture. And it brings me that much closer to home.”