Aside from the bizarre day yesterday, we’ve been having so much fun in Seattle. I feel happy here. I think I may have figured out why. I need to be by the ocean and perhaps that’s why Portland never truly felt like home, even with a river that ran through the city. I like the network of lakes, inlets, bays, islands and ferries. New York and Long Island is laid out in a similar manner, though with an entirely different feel. The water is not even something that I need to see, it’s something that I feel or sense, I think. It’s something that is comforting, that feels like home.
Lecia’s house happens to have a view of the water. There is a small strip of beach close to the house. Finally…a dramatic sunset.
Thanks again for all the well wishes. Mia seems to be responding well to medication and she’s bounced back, almost good as new, but man…was she ever pissed about being in the hospital. She made sure to tell me how pissed she was, all day today.