From a Sailor to his Sweetheart

August 8th At sea Dearest Soul, At sea, the horizon remains the same distance away, day after day, neither receding nor advancing. The sun rises every morning in┬áthe place I came from yesterday, arcs across the sky, sets every evening in the place I will be tomorrow. It is the second most constant occurrence in my life. My dear, your love is first to greet … Continue reading From a Sailor to his Sweetheart