grasshopper

today is the first overcast day of the week. i don't feel like swimming.

i received word from home that's left me feeling sad. i don't know what to do. i KNEW this was going to happen, I KNEW IT. but i'm sad anyways. it funny how sometimes we try so hard to keep our distance, to build-up a wall to protect us only to, all of a sudden, find outselves standing among the rubble of that very wall. i suppose all i can do is take it all in stride. i'm still amazed that being prepared doesn't minimize the hurt. humanly speaking it was never going to work anyways.

this afternoon i sat at the shore of the trent severn canal (oh, our camp is on the trent severn canal), and watched with amazement as boat after boat came along with a woman sitting on the top, waiting to tie it up upon entering the canal thingy. it was interesting to me that without fail, each one had a man driver, and a woman rope-bearer. hmmm.

i had a lot of weird dreams last night. it left me feeling spooked and uncomfortable when i woke-up. except the one about you sarah.

i'm sore from the bum down. the muscles in my butt and my legs ache. i'm not sure why. tim says its because i'm a sore-loser.

ah, i've missed this. see you on saturday...