Friday, June 12
Best. Day. EVER. I’m so excited that my pen is shaking in my hand, and I can barely write. I keep going over and over in my mind what happened, and I still can’t believe it.
I had been circling the lagoon during my shift and had just gone into the water to retrieve a Hobie Cat that someone had left floating. I had removed my tennis shoes and socks, but my khaki uniform shorts had gotten wet along the bottom when I went out to drag the small sailboat to shore. I was looking down to assess the damage when I felt a physical change in the air.
It was suddenly as if all of my nerve endings were alive with electricity. I felt his nearness before I actually saw him. Maybe all of the fantasies I’ve been having about him have put me onto some kind of extra-sensory plane where I a
