Day Twenty Three--Underwater

I am afraid of the water--but I love being near it.  I couldn't imagine living anywhere that wasn't close to a lake.  At the most, I have ever lived ten minutes from a substantial body of water.  These days, we live less than a half mile from Lake Superior--and I take it for granted too much of the time.  I'm afraid the time will come when the 'common' people won't be able to walk the shores of the Lake freely--too much of the lake shore is being bought to put up condos for out-of-towners as second, vacation homes.  This gives me a sad. :(

So, I digressed.  I WISH I could go on cruises or go snorkeling but that isn't something I can even imagine.  Sitting here at the computer, if I think about it too much, I could make myself have a full-fledged panic attack.  Looking into deep water causes me to imagine being underwater, not being able to breathe and, ultimately, drowning.  Needless to say, I'm not going to be underwater any time soon.

Lake Superior from Presque Isle