Manifesting

My brother-in-law tells a story of a family friend back in England who tried to hide a driving ban from his wife by booking a round-the-world cruise. Six months later, once the licence was reinstated and life returned to landlocked normal, she stumbled across an incriminating letter. After that, the man had to pay for the cruise, the fine, and his failed attempts at spousal deception.

The story boggles the mind in multiple ways. First, that gender relations in this instance appear not to have progressed an inch since the 1950s. Second, a spontaneous twenty-six-week holiday? In this economy? Even if this was the early 2000s, how anyone could spend half a year on a floating hotel dedicated to small talk with strangers and organized fun is beyond me. No matter how tantalizing the buffet.

I was not concealing any minor infractions. Nor was I running from the consequences of my actions. But I did recently find myself aboard the Symphony of the Seas...