i'm casting off. the weight of this ship bobs and scuttles against the lapping waters. the roar of the engine churns and swirls the river, and we're navigating towards a change of scenery.
with the sun brushing its fingers against my full face, the lilting hems of the wind's wide unseen contours whipping about my shoulders, and smiling friends by my side, we head to the island.
laughter bursts forth like the blooming of a field of flowers and the mood is adventure.
find a boat or ferry service, and take a ride somewhere. feel a new feeling, share a new experience, become a new person of your own volition.