A small snippet of a boat letter

Things to look forward to:

Waking up disorientated because your bed is all backwards and upside down and realising you’re sleeping in Tasmania now.
When your coffee place remembers your name.
New rituals
Park pigeons
Finding your thing, that is just yours. Whatever that looks like.
A new jingle to your keys.

Things you should do. If you feel like it. I dunno:

Compliment a stranger on something real specific. Like their socks.
Go to a talk on something you know nothing about. Ask a question.
Go to an art class. Life drawing or something.
Sleep in your car somewhere.
Eat muesli on the beach, at sunrise, with a blanket.
Find something to care for. Like a plant. Or an injured bird. Plants probably easier.
Go to a bunch of open house inspections one Saturday morning.
Buy a really huge candle. Use it in for your only source of light sometimes. It’s magic.
Say ‘Yes!’ Be confident. Even when you feel like a cracked egg.
Fucking get it. Whatever it is. Just be happy, and get it.