"It is better to help people than garden gnomes."

I have to remind myself why I'm here... because sometimes it's hard. Sometimes I don't feel like I'm needed anymore, that I really don't need to be here. Sometimes I don't want to be here. I don't want to stay here. I feel trapped.

I forget to look at the bigger picture and I instead adopt a selfish mindset. I am here for the sake of my relatives, and not only my aunt and uncle, but my whole family in a way. They constantly tell me they're glad I'm here, and how great it is that I am able to do this for them. And I know I'm doing a good thing. I'm beginning to think I came here for another reason than to help my relatives, more reasons, a bigger reason yet to be determined maybe.

Last night I didn't work because the coffeehouse flooded. A part of Hurricane Fay finally hit us and it poured raining for hours... I think the gauge had about 6 inches in it. When I drove in to work, it was chaos; there was almost 2 inches of water on the whole floor. I put all the chairs up on the tables while some locals brought in their shop vacs to suck up as much water as possible. One of my co-workers sprints past me out the door franticly screaming "Our lake house is flooding!" and told me to watch my boss's 14 month old son while everyone else tried to clean up. It was still raining.