It's been nigh on 4 weeks since I've seen land. The crew is getting restless and I doubt they have the heart to weather yet another storm. Our task is only important to a few, but those people do depend on us.
The first mate has done a fine job of keeping morale up but with no end in site there is little hope. Yet I do recognize that our options are limited.. we must sail on. This ship has been good to us for so many years..
I pray that our sails hold up till morning.
P.S. This is not symbolic of anything =P