In the midst of this midlife meltdown navigational exercise in self-examination, I also decided to do something else I always wanted to do- take sailing lessons in the vibrant bay of Marina Del Rey. I signed up for the class as Elizabeth Grant and nobody blinked an eye. So why was I so sure that when I walked into the tiny shack on Bali Way someone would say “you’re not a captain of a ship or the master of the sky” No, the fisherman didn’t care and so neither did I. And for a brief moment i felt more myself than ever before,
