from a BOAT (2)

0200 hrs Wednesday 09th:
I said I’ll write more often, I know I didn’t. I woke up very early in the morning on Monday 7th and found myself rocking up and down very harshly. It wasn’t only me; the boat was. Managed to get myself to the window of the cabin just to see that, “oh shoot, high waves!”. Turns out maximum predicted wave height is about 3.5m. And if you think that the weather forecast is wrong as usual, or even “what the heck, I’ll go home if the weather was bad”, you’re sadly mistaken. There’s no where to run. So went back upstairs and got my seasickness pills, and although I’ve been taking them so far, I couldn’t muster enough attention to draw me back to my pen & paper and writing. Well until around now that the seastate is significantly lower (I guess around 1m).
I haven’t been talking to a lot of people lately, but I’ve watched some news and all. Something caught my eyes amongst the reports from Edinburgh festival. Something about some young actors that have taken some personal diaries & journals to the stage and performed them and as the journal is being written everyday, the play changes. Frankly, I initially thought it wasn’t something I would have wanted to go and see and would have rather read it myself if I was interested. On a second thought, well why not?!