Break of Day

A quick refresher of a blog, after many months away. The hum of the engines pressing ever ahead. The clatter of boots as men prepare to assume their watch in the waiting night. The hours of monotony, of study, of cleaning, of … nothing. The moments of adrenalin as everything comes crashing down. To watch the stars above. To feel the sea below. To feel the howl of the gale. To pass the weeks in solitude. To awaken again from the dream.