Everything has gone back to normal since the count two nights ago. Well, as normal as they can be after that. My days are filled with work, both in the groves and back at camp. I"ve wanted to keep myself busy so I"ve been helping prepare meals. In the evenings, people work on rebuilding parts of the camp that were destroyed in the storm. I"ve started helping with some of this as well. It"s difficult because we don"t have the materials we need. We have to use whatever we can find in the forest. Mud is used to hold everything together. It has only been a little over a week since the hurricane, but it seems like that was worlds away. Spending the night talking with Jeremy and Claire seems like a dream; the night on the beach, a fantasy. I touch my lips, remembering. What I wouldn"t give to ha
