I know nothing about sailing. Exactly zero. I gather that it's very hard work, and it's something of a sport of privilege. But here's the thing - I don't care. I have this fantasy that I know how to sail, that I own a boat with a clever name, and that I spend several months of the year on the water. There's nothing that makes me happier than being near the ocean. I can't even imagine how fantastic it would be to live on it. My heart would be so happy. Me, my writing, some wine, and someone to play the guitar so I can sing along...Thank goodness I don't get seasick.