The first few days home have been hectic; not helped by going down with a foul cold. It seems I've got back just in time; the lawns and cars white with heavy frost most mornings.
I'm finding it quite hard to adjust. While sailing, I used to get up, eat, sail all day, anchor, eat again and go to bed and worry about how and where to go next, while I drifted off to sleep; deliberating the options! A life dictated by wind and tide.
For days I barely spoke a word; other than in clipped tones to the Coastguard; filing a Passage Plan or to tell them I'd reached my destination. A simple life, uncomplicated, delicious and rewarding; in that it was task and goal orientated.
How different shore life is;
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Dear Simon,
ReplyDeleteDon't worry about feeling adrift when you get home, its normal. My wife was exasperated with me on my return. All I wanted to do was sleep, (and still I felt tired, however much I got)and then go back to the boat to see if she was ok. Nothing on the home front seemed that important. Have no fear, it'll pass. Henry.