Yellow legal pad lined paper
Dear Mom,
I’ve been here a month, can you believe it? Time goes so fast. A bunch of clubmates are leaving and we get 8 new ones on the 16th so I’ll no longer be one of the new clubmates. I get a roommate at that time as well – oh well it’s been nice. The fourth of July was interesting since no fireworks were allowed. For our evening entertainment, we had a carnival setting with cake walk, bobbing for apples, pillow fights, throwing sponges at a face shown through a hole. I wonder what the Japanese guests thought of all of it.
I seem to be one of the more responsible clubmates – being older and having already having a real job probably helps. I could be a supervisor but I’d have to re-start my 6-month commitment. I’m really enjoying myself. I talked to you a week ago and I’m pretty much the same.
Tomorrow will be my last dive and then I’ll be certified. Amazing. I’m not flipping out anymore and am actually enjoying myself. The deepest I’ve been is 70 feet. It’s amazing to look up and see the surface way up there. I’ve seen a shark and a moray eel along with the tropical fish of the area. If I dive in CA, I’ll have to wear a wetsuit – BOO. I want to rent an underwater camera to prove I’m down there.
I got a letter from S**** that pissed me off. He called me before he left from his uncle’s. He was pressuring me to make some kind of decision about when we got back from our trips. Since I don’t know what I’m going to do due to my realization that I don’t want to be a counselor, I told him to make plans according to him and not to me. He interpreted this that I was pushing him away, being passive about the relationship and dropping him cold. Since these were none of my intentions, I was very surprised to hear his interpretations of our conversation and to hear that he didn’t want contact with me. I’m more pissed than hurt because the impact wasn’t the intent and I had no way to know how he was perceiving things so I could clarify any points there was confusion about. Feels a little like the rug was pulled out from under me but from his letter, that’s how he feels as well. We both perceive the other was the one to break ties. Amazing how 2 people can communicate so badly. Well, there are lots of other men so I’m not going to trip too badly – it just pisses me off!
Did I tell you the things I miss? I miss sweet & low, pepto bismol, radio, TV news, liberal politics, newspapers (comics specifically), being able to call people, mocha mix, drug stores, and a car. I don’t miss smog, stress, nylons, sitting at a desk, and the rat race. Miss you though!
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