If Shanghai-ing you is the only way to help, I don’t think I can help you. Still, the offer remains, if you want to make use of it. (Though, the best I can readily offer is a cup of strong, hot coffee and an ear or two to listen.)
No, I was never that far. I might have been, if I’d gone with what other people wanted instead of myself, but its a possibility that’s lost somewhere in the decision to do right by myself first. I think that’s a compliment, so thank you.
I think so. They’re the ones I still think about, that I wonder if I will ever run into again. If they’ll ever be able to see me smiling with my cockswain. But I’m young, and I have many years ahead of me to make bad decisions and good ones. What’s the worse thing you’ve done? What regret does my first officer carry?
Then may you get enough of it to sear your tongue and make your eyes water. (I mean that in the best way possible.)