Not Every Sunday (please)

It started with a call from the office and hasty assumptions...
It rolled and it pitched...
Frantic calculations and correspondence...before it subsided
A run ensued and a sunset beckoned...
Dinner and a breath of fresh air

I like how its incredibly windy and there's a rocking motion... I like how the waves are a dark shade of blue that contrasts with white foamy tips. I sat on the helideck for an hour before rained upon... just me, myself and the captain who came up for a short walk.

Its calming this movement, contrasts with the frenetic pace below the deck. Until the horn rang and its time for another pull.