the second home that was invaded was the ocean. i went diving two days in a row and it was awesome. i was supposed to go tomorrow morning but i am so wiped out from the last two trips and this apartment seriously needs to be cleaned. i am blown away at what a work out it is. it kind of sneaks up on you because once in the water it's all 100 percent wow, brain shrieking in ecstasy, totally overcome with indescribable colors and life. i find i am overtaken by fatigue at a startling rate once all my gear is rinsed off and i am sitting down. then i start nodding out like a heroin addict. after a dive i do not have to worry about sleeping through the night, and it's heavenly to have my usually overactive brain hit the pillow and stay down.
today while diving it was murky as hell. all of a sudden i understand why murk is frightening enough to keep you on your toes. granted i was once again surrounded by divers holding serious weapons, but i feel like a shark has the edge on us no matter what we bring along, unless of course it's a shark cage. after all, sharks pick up on anxious or fearful energy with their super sensitive olfactory organs. pissa. i am nothing but raw neurosis. attach jumpy to a turbine engine and you're getting there. so today in the murk i was trying as hard as i could to not be jumpy and instead, practice breathing -maybe more like humming- in a nice slow, relaxed manner while watching all the beautiful fish and coral. i was trying to match my breathing to the current so as to mesh completely and really be a part of things. next thing you know, i look up just in time to see the top profile of a very large animal. not a shark, but still about four foot long and i don't care what you say, when you are in the water next to something that size and you don't know the name of it, it's incredibly fucking scary. i was doing such a great job with my air right up until that point. commence rapid breathing and locking up limbs. luckily i snapped out of it before taking out some of the reef but when they said to surface, i was all about it to see what they had to say on the subject. it was merely a tarpon. they're harmless and no good to eat because they aren't all that tasty and all the bones make it more of a struggle than anything else. they are excellent by the way sport fishing because they'll give you a hell of a fight or so i hear. sd has seen them so large that their eyes were the size of dinner plates. that's a big fish. we saw some more but they only checked us out and immediately left the scene. tomorrow i get an underwater camera case... i feel like i owe it to you...
the other evening i was heading in from the side yard when a decent sized something that was not a lizard noisily leapt out of the bushes and over my head to then stick onto the side of the building and spiderman it's way to the roof. it totally freaked me out until i got the guts to look up just in time to see it go onto the roof. tree frog. i love tree frogs. i have always had to be their number one fan through books because i have never seen one up close and personal until now, and have just relied upon their little frog songs to know i love them so. this evening, they were out in force and i had the chance to take pictures. they're super fun with their little circular sticky toes but they're quite skittish so out of about ten pictures i ended up with two decent ones. check it out...
eeeeek. how cute.
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