Life on Shemya has been slow and monotonous over the past three months. For the last month and a half there has been little reason or opportunity to go outside. The days have strung together into a repetitive series of coming down to the first floor for work in the clinic and cafeteria visits, inter coupled with trips upstairs to the residence.
I'd been hoping for more opportunities to wander the deserted beaches and jog the perimeter roads, but the winds and short days have prevented any attempts recently.
Still it hasn't been all bad. The slow pace and isolation have allowed for some much needed introspection we rarely get these days. It's so easy to get caught up with the frenetic pace of modern living - its been incredibly cathartic to have a break from it all. You can keep the 24 hour news, text messages and animated freeway billboards. I'll take the lonely outpost at the end of the map.
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