02.18.2013 - 02.18.2013
Well, its just about over. The boat is anchored in Puerto Ayora Harbor, and half her crew is gone. Behind closed cabin doors passengers pack or read or sleep. Anther group of people you meet and leave, who fade in and out of your life meaninglessly. It's not that I think we should all be BFFs, but doesn't anything stick anymore? Doesn't anyone want it to?