Sunday, July 4, 2010


Time has passed. The newness and the excitement of taking action have long been replaced by boredom and hunger. Danger is still my constant companion. I wait, I watch. I can hear but I am powerless to act.

Poor Minnie. I don't know how to help her since I have neither a gun nor a boat to escape. Lady Copperhead is too clever.

What is it about this voyage? What is going on? What do they plan to do upon arrival? What are they searching for?

So many questions, but as a journalist (may I call myself that?), I try to keep an open mind and consider all possibilities.

I am hungry. Dirty. Tired of lurking in shadows.