I must have slept 11 hours. Straight through. I'm groggy in the morning. I just sit and stare at the water, slowly waking up for a while. I meditate, eat. I'm feeling lazy and it's hot. I bask in the sun and swim with the loons and otters most of the day. Read, write, lounge.

I pump a lot of water. I'm realizing how much water I actually drink/use each day. Must be somewhere around 2 gallons. I'm a thirsty lady.

There are fish jumping all around me. A turtle keeps poking his head out and staring at me. He's curious. I've invaded his home.

I'm in bed early again - 9:30pm. This is unusual for me. I'm needing more sleep than usual out here. It must be some kind of let down. My body & psyche must need the rest to readjust to the rhythm of nature.

The night jitters come on for a bit. But I've been practicing meditation for a while. And while I have a very active imagination that is really good at convincing me something is really wrong and something is probably going to kill me...I'm actually able to calm myself down again. Being out here alone is like one, long meditation session.