{"id":2664,"date":"2013-10-12T14:45:38","date_gmt":"2013-10-12T22:45:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/?p=2664"},"modified":"2013-10-12T14:45:38","modified_gmt":"2013-10-12T22:45:38","slug":"in-every-life-at-sea-10122013","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/?p=2664","title":{"rendered":"In Every Life \u2013 At Sea \u2013 [10\/12\/2013]"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Summer<\/a>Life is a series of small comings and goings, and for everything that we take with us, there is something that we leave behind.<\/i><\/p>\n

The concept of \u2018the Summer of \u201842\u2019 in my personal universe is something that\u2019s difficult to explain. Yes, it\u2019s a movie, pretty much your typical coming of age story, but that\u2019s not what it is to me \u2013 not really. The Summer of 42 is a state of mind.<\/p>\n

In every life, there is a summer of \u201942; the summer that changes you, that touches your heart and leaves an imprint there that you can\u2019t quite explain.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s something that you remember not in words, but in images, in lingering sensations. The stickiness of melting gelato on your fingertips, the smile in a close friend\u2019s eyes, the dance of the sunshine off the surface of a glass of Italian red. Flashes of situations, frozen pieces of laughter that hang in the air forever, ringing and echoing across the landscapes of your life. The shine of museum lighting off the mellow finish of a soundless violin, the sightless gaze of a somehow living piece of marble. The lap of the canals against the gondolas and the scent of perfect spaghetti. The taste of sunshine, the stinging tang of salt against your skin. The burn of whiskey down your throat.<\/p>\n

They take something from you those endless summers, though you can\u2019t quite place what. You lose yourself in them and come out of them a different, stronger and yet somehow more dream-like person. You mourn their passing and cling to the pieces you remember. Too often you don\u2019t realize you\u2019re in the middle of one until it\u2019s over.<\/p>\n

I thought my summer of \u201942 was in the past. I thought I\u2019d had it years ago when I first boarded ships. I thought I could name it down to the very hour. Perhaps that\u2019s still true. But as I\u2019ve gotten older I\u2019ve realized that these moments, these seasons, these precious, precious fragments, they\u2019re what you make them.<\/p>\n

I came into this contract not sure what to expect from it. I was exhausted from too long on the flagship, I was burned from too many demanding guests and pushing myself to a level that\u2019s difficult to maintain. I came to recharge, I ended up rebuilding. Again. Somehow, the universe saw fit to give me a summer I will never forget, even though at the same time, I may never remember it quite right.<\/p>\n

In every life, there is a summer of \u201942\u2026<\/p>\n

And if you\u2019re very very lucky, and you know how to look for them\u2026and you know how to see the world with your eyes and your heart wide open\u2026you get more than one.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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