We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now.

Many of us own a little boat when we were kids ─ paper boats perhaps. We'd tear papers and fold them into boats.. put them on wate...






Many of us own a little boat when we were kids ─ paper boats perhaps.
We'd tear papers and fold them into boats.. put them on water and watching them float.
But to those who seriously sail away in the ocean.. longing for the sea. They would take off early in the morning, fishing rod in tow, and just drift about the ocean all day.

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And like what I always do after the service on Sunday..
I'd walk along bay side.. take photograph of these beauties..
and when the sea is calm you'd see a bunch of fishermen putting bait on their rods.. and throw them in the ocean.
oh. sunday. you make me love you more.

akissofloveunicena.

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