An Island Unto Oneself. A New Week of Sailing.

This is the island to which I tied my sailing canoe this week. It's about 50 feet across, and located in the middle of the Banana River Lagoon. I almost stepped on another stingray, and saw more dolphins. None of them seem to want to play with me, so that's sad. (LOL.) It was very windy, but my little canoe sailed great. I paddled a lot, too, and am now quite sore. But that's a good thing. I'm making more adjustments to my rig, and really must make a nice, comfortable sleeping/relaxing area, which I'll do this weekend. I bought nav lights and an anchor light, and will anchor-out for my nights this coming week.... It's funny. My best friend (a girl, of all things) recently left the country (for good), and I am extremely depressed, so I think my canoe is filling her space. Maybe I'll name the canoe after her. I didn't expect to feel this devastated. One last time, I guess. I've said that before. But friendship and love are such cruel temptations. I'll probably give my heart to others, I don't know, maybe. I don't plan these things. I'm just gonna sail, watch the stars, play with the dolphins and manatees, paint pictures, and allow the humans to do as they please.