You're only 18 into the dream and already rushing to anchor yourself because you saw someone upstream do the same.
The old man fishing at the mouth of the river laughs a caring laugh.
He whispers pigeons into the wind for you.
"Enjoy the rocking of the boat alone for some time, my friend.
When it is time to share your vessel: Sift, Choose, Enjoy, and Repeat; savor the liberties that youth allows.
The other half you should really be looking for is the answer to your favorite question."