Natalie's Apartment, Port-au-Prince, Haiti, Monday Evening

Another day, another load of researchy work done, and another evening of Natalie trying to find a thing to do to unwind. Alone, as usual. She was starting to wonder whether she should have just started scheduling times for herself to call people and keep up with social interaction with people who knew her in a purely personal capacity. She thought it might be good for her mental health in the long run.

But for now, she sent Jim a photo of the sky at sunset as seen from her living room window. Sometimes she liked to start out simple.

[ooc: NFB, mainly for the guy but open for other calls and texts, sure!]