What is Your Approach?

[Rahul]

remember on a calm day, at dusk, when the water was flat as glass? It is hard to distinguish where the water ends from where the sky starts. And starry nights? My favorite. Pitch black. On the flight deck, when the ship would turn, it seemed like stars were spinning around you. It is the closest to floating through stars that I may ever get. I love that.

Yeah. And I used to crawl to the top part of the ship, the farthest I could get. And it was all sea and sky. When we were out in the middle of nowhere.

And you felt so little, but so amazed about being part of something so big.

I'll never experience that again. But I remember it.

I miss the stars. I used to lay back on the forward hatch above the missile deck and gaze at them. I miss it all.