It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.


We all have a choice about how to deal with what life throws at us. That's the kind of thought that goes through your head when you watch a man cleaning his boat by the river at Kingston, as I did this morning.

Am in a very thoughtful mood tonight. Has been a long day. Think this captain might set sail for an early bed tonight ...