I had a vivid dream about Sinclair Island last night. I was floating in the bay in front of our house on an inner tube during a hot day. The water was a clear green and I could see the rounded pebbles of the beach fifteen feet underwater. The sun felt so warm and enriching and I ran my fingers through the pleasantly chilly salt water. Every tactile sensation was vivid and accurate, just as it had been 10 years ago. Except I didn't have an inner tube then, I used driftwood. I had such an inner peace as well, which I haven't had to that degree since leaving the island. It was the perfect dream to have while being in the middle of a cold polluted city going through a lot of confusion and emotional turmoil about myself and life in general. Perhaps it was my subconscious attempting to evoke some calm sanity in myself. Who knows? All I know is it was a really good dream.
Sinclair Island (looking at Cypress Island)
The coldness has arrived late again. During the Winter months (Nov,Dec,Jan) it wasn't so bad, but now I can feel it. My feet are cold most nights, I never wear socks inside the house here, and all during winter they felt fine.. now they feel icey and cold, deffiantly a chill in the air the past couple of weeks. Or prehaps its just me :)
Is London being a little more daunting this time around?
Last week was absolutely freezing. My fingers were so numb I couldn't type so I turned on and opened the oven for 20 minutes to warm up the house. It gets cold where I live, but not for as long.
London isn't daunting at all. I just miss clean air and nature occassionally.
Sinclair Island seems to be a very nice place.
I was browsing around yesterday and happened to come across your journal.
I like reading your in-depth journal a lot. You desribe everything in details; it makes me easily picture everything. I hope you don't mind if I read your journal more often. You are always welcome to check mine out anytime.