Lost in the tranquility of NBVC Port Hueneme Each #sunset a painting each sunrise a poem.
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails
#Sailing through the tranquility of NBVC Port Hueneme Every moment a breath of fresh air.
I can't change the direction of the #wind but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.