I truly miss the ocean. Sometimes, I can bury that thought at the back of my mind. Other times, it's my only thought. This is one of those times when I can almost smell the salt air and feel the breeze on my chest and face. I have been on land, far from the sea, for too long and wish to feel the pitch & roll of a deck, searching the horizon for land, and feeling satisfied when no land is spotted in any direction. The sea is truly the most seductive mistress... beautiful, mysterious, sexy beyond comprehension, and both a stimulant and narcotic at once...