Collectively, I think we were all transformed by the realisation that you can sit all of two meters from someone every day and only really have a surface-level understanding of what they’re going through.

I lay alert in their guest bed, taking in my new surroundings. After months on the boat, I was extremely conscious of the stillness. I realized how familiar I had become with every sound on the boat. The dull rattling of the anchor chain, the creaks of the wooden floor boards, the ocean. These sounds were replaced with new ones that night.