Maybe a pirate.
That could be my new life.
I keep thinking about what happens next. What happens when this is all over. What happens when we return to our “old” life. It’s a frustrating game to play (but yet I can’t stop playing) as there is no ability to plan. We have no idea what the future will bring. We can’t plan past the 20th, but I often question what will life be after all of this.
It will definitely be something different. A pirate would be an interesting choice.
I would be good at that. I could be the Robinhood of pirates. Take from the rich and give to the poor. Want a car, I’ve got you covered.
Boats, speed, and danger. I like all of that.
Look at Steve and I overtaking a freighter at night. Look at us go!
We spotted it. It was a full moon. Time to attack!
I like feeling small. Boy, we’re we small. A small dingy next to a giant monster. But the load of possibility felt endless. Loads of booty:)
Thankful for the moment. Thankful for the possibility. Thankful that pirates no longer require eye patches, because that is not a good look.
Love you come here!!!
Morgan Shara Founder and President
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Enjoy your happy place! I love how you relish in the good moments amidst these hard times!
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