It's almost 1 in the morning. The last time I posted was 17 days ago but that seems like a lifetime ago. Everything is the same yet different. Where do I start?

People ask "How are you doing?" and I automatically answer, "I'm OK." but am I really OK? I don't know. Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. I seem OK or maybe I'm just in denial. I am now running on reserved battery power might as well sign off. I don't really have anything to say.

It's been awhile...

I woke up this morning disoriented. Then, a few seconds later, I realized that I'm at Chemas. I could live here. I'd like to live here. Who wouldn't? So peaceful.

We headed for the beach. At 7 in the morning, the water was warm enough to go swimming. Unfortunately, the tide was low, so we just waded and looked for bright, white shells. Then I saw a yellow fish with 1 blue stripe, then another and another. I told Gary to grab the goggles and wake Megan up.

The water was so clear that you could see the bottom clearly. We went by the seawall and found more things. An eel, a sea snake, so small, I wasn't scared. A white fish with black spots. A two-tone fish. A fish with yelllow stipes. Another one with blue neon stripes. I wish I know more about the different species of tropical fish.

Someday, I will live by the sea.

*sigh*

I'm tired of looking at my page...

I want a new one...

I don't have time to make one...

*sigh*