Another Day in The Bahamas

I am currently in my hotel room with the glass balcony door open, listening to the sound of the angry waves crashing down on the beach. It's a bit overcast and the beach is mostly vacant; a rare treat for a massive resort like Atlantis. The sounds of the ocean seems to have cast a spell over me that makes me feel pensive. Last night I took a long walk on the empty beach. As I dug my bare toes into the sand with the water flowing and receding over my feet, I pictured my dear friend Stephen walking next to me. He passed away nearly two years ago, but I still feel his presence at times, especially when I am alone and in a peaceful location. I miss the talking to him for hours on end. I wonder if he found my naïveté charming, or humorous. It doesn't really matter, of course. But I do remember begging him to go to college, and I still think that he was meant for college. He was the most intelligent person I've ever met and even after meeting so many people I still hold that opinion. I also remember what a shame it was that we would so often lose touch. The reason for that was his girlfriends always seemed to find me threatening, despite the fact that our relationship was platonic. I really do regret that... but it is what it is.

There isn't much of a point to this blog posting, but I just wanted to share my thoughts. I am enjoying myself here and I love that I have finally been outside of the United States.