Where is the Raft?

The rising sun's heat warms my back as a light breeze cools it; I inhale mist of salty air and smile. Finally I can relax...am I dead?  Floating along on life's metaphorical inflatable raft, of course something unreasonable has to happen, because this is me.  With increasing volume...I hear the roar of a giant wave. … Continue reading Where is the Raft?