LATITUDE LINES: A SAILOR'S JOURNAL

A salty breeze whispers through the rigging as I pen these copyright aboard the good ship "Serendipity". The sun beats down upon the deck, warming my weathered face and making the aged planks shimmer like gold. It's been a voyage full of triumphs, charting our course through uncharted waters. The stars at night are glorious, a celestial map guiding