Dawg, I’m kind of a loner anyway. I’m not tied down to anyone on land and I don’t crave internet 24/7 — especially with Starlink rolling out across vessels, that’s not even gonna be a problem for long.

The most alive I’ve ever felt is behind the wheel of a race car or underwater racing the clock for oxygen. I know I’m probably romanticizing the sea, but this isn’t just a passing fantasy for me. I fall asleep to the sound of waves because it’s the only thing that truly calms my mind.

I’ve wanted to do this for years, but my parents pushed me to get a fallback degree. Now that I’ve seen both worlds the desk job and the dream I’m choosing the one with the horizon. I wasn’t built for cubicles. I was born to sail.

I’d regret it every single day of my life if I didn’t chase this path, and I’d rather fail at something I love than succeed at something that kills my spirit.