My Ship and I

O it's I that am the captain of a tidy little ship,

Of a ship that goes a sailing on the pond;

And my ship it keeps a-turning all around and all about;

But when I'm a little older, I shall find the secret out

How to send my vessel sailing on beyond.

For I mean to grow a little as the dolly at the helm,

And the dolly I intend to come alive;

And with him beside to help me, it's a-sailing I shall go,

It's a-sailing on the water, when the jolly breezes blow

And the vessel goes a dive-dive-dive.

O it's then you'll see me sailing through the rushes and the reeds,

And you'll hear the water singing at the prow;

For beside the dolly sailor, I'm to voyage and explore,

To land upon the island where no dolly was before,

And to fire the penny cannon in the bow.

- My Ship and I, R.L Stevenson.

In pursuance of the goal "follow thy whim", she (Whim) has led me home. A "year" of travel in a month. On the day I fly home I meet Pete who has been travelling for 11 years (it's too easy to think there is causality).

Going to pursue some ideas to their end back at home.

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