that pretty much encompasses the last 37 days. I spend the morning trying to remember all the feelings/questions/general wonderments about the world that have gone through my head in the last 15 years, then i leave the safe zone of the ship and get lost for a few hours and see if they get answered. Mostly- they they don't. But on the off-chance that they do- like today, one more doubt about my choice falls away and this all makes a little more sense, gets a little easier.
... we used to dream, now we worry about dying...
.... I've been trying to put into words the feelings that have gone through my head since i left... and today i found them:

'.... if you give it a second- it'll make sense. trust me'.
That's what the old lady who owns this Beach-front B&B said to me before i took this picture. And it does.
Trust Me.
..... I don't worry about dying anymore.
tdk.
21NOVEMBER2009
Napier, New Zealand