photo credit: Oneras [free Tibet]

I was stumbling through my thoughts today and for some reason the word ‘Anchorage’ refused to leave me alone. I like the way it rolls off the tip of your brain. There are so many images it seems to evoke, but the strongest I think is a mist enshrouded bay, calm waters and a lone lighthouse. Maybe a pipe smoking sailor. The problem is, along with this image of pure serenity comes the notion of a naval space station with a Dreadnaught fleet ready to make the jump to lightspeed.

Of course Naval just makes me think of oranges.

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