Monday, August 01, 2005

Unforeseen Anxiety

I have been in a state of great anxiety waiting for a phone call to unlock the door to my fort. We ran into unseeable eleventh hour difficulties regarding access to the towers and I was not able to go as planned on yesterdays tide.

Essential works are still being completed and I am due to leave very soon. Everything is packed: Two hundred litres of water, a mini mountain of food, all of the communications kit and the odd book.

I find it extremely difficult to write right now, as my whole mind and body is geared to being in some other place. I am sitting in a weird limbo and waiting for the phone to ring with the word to scramble.