Hey everyone,
I have officially moved in at camp now. We're currently internet-less, so I may not be posting as much. Although I'm posting fairly infrequently now anyway...I'm in the same room and the same bed as last summer, and it's funny how "same" it feels. I realized all of the same things I realized my first night last summer... Oh yeah, this room is really hot all the time. Oh yeah, there's tons of mosquitoes to be killed every night before I sleep. Oh yeah, this bed is lopsided... I'll have to stuff a blanket under there. But really, it's a good room...
Today was a really perfect day. It was hot outside. I went from 2 extra blankets two nights ago to only a sheet last night. This morning I helped out with an inner city clean-up that my church was volunteering at - picking up garbage in back alleys. My team was having an unofficial contest for weirdest piece of garbage found. I found a whole fish, all dried up. My dad found a chess piece - the king. Another person found dentures. I think she unofficially won the unofficial contest. ...
Let’s start with the present and move on from there.I am in my bed in Saskatoon.I’ve slipped back into my other very familiar stream of my life.Everything is almost the same.Except there’s a new bench at the side entrance of my house.The Ford Escort had been totaled and replaced with… a Ford Escort, but a newer model, more sporty.Dad has a couple more grey hairs in his beard.Oh, and there is now a neighbor kid two doors down who practices his bagpipes on his driveway every day after school...
