Thinking back on a mental proposition

So was I crazy to have tried? I don't think so. There is always going to be a part a part of me that will want to test and know the limits of my condition. In the end Manic Depression did get the better of me. I might have briefed my crew more fully. I might have admitted to myself that it was a possibility that I might become ill. In fact if I had, I would still have my boat. It was all written in sand you see. I should have paid more attention to the signs when I accidentally threw my wristwatch compass overboard and broke the baby Carmen's head off before leaving Las Palmas. I did, however, get this cat scan of my brain in Antigua. Despite my problems I seem to be physiologically all there and AOK. At least that is what the CAT scan says. As fate would dictate I am seeing a psychiatrist in Vancouver whose office walls are covered with images of the ocean and the sea. He, however, can't stand sailing.