While I was there, I think I found the answer to the question I asked not too long ago: What am I going to do with myself this summer? The answer turns out to be a lot more literal than I had guessed. The answer is that this summer is going to be a little journey of self-discovery and contemplation. I figure this means read more, worry less. In a nutshell.

 

Not much else to mention. I took my bicycle into the shop the other day, getting it fixed up. I want to ride it more. Certainly cheaper than driving everyplace inside town, and I could use a serious source of exercise. I am reading more, and some good stuff, too. Worrying less... well, I'm working on it. But I'm doing pretty well, I think.

 

The last thing on my list of mentionables is this: part of my contemplation has to do with my relationship with Rachel. We could both use some time to figure ourselves out. I love her, and always will. Taking some time to step back and breathe isn't going to change that. So, that's part of my summer, too. We're taking a break, just being friends. And for all I worry about being a terrible boyfriend, rumor has it that I'm a pretty good friend--and that's good cause not to worry.

 

Until I talk to all of you, take care. Oh, and here is one of those trees. Except when I saw them, they had leaves coming out of those knobs. Absolutely insane.