Due to a family cruise, I’m going on sabbatical. That means no this for a whole week. Please don’t fret. I’ll be diarizing the entire ordeal. Until I return, feel free to read the most inspired examination of commercial cruise ennui that humanity has to offer. I’ll be looking at the moon every night at 9 P.M. EST if you want to look at the moon and think of my looking at the moon and feel our spirits working in calm, moon-gazing conjunction if you want to. As you can tell, I’m bankrupt with goodbyes. Don’t you dare miss me too much.
O’s and X’s,
P.S. If I don’t make it back, tell the world my story.