There we go

So far things have been fine.

I have been trudging by, learning things as I go, but I don't know if I ever really came to such a cross road.

I have learned the value of a hard-day's work, a home-cooked meal, and the love of one's family. I have grown to appreciate such ever-present archetypes, yet I do not think I could every appreciate them in their fullness.

I expect a lot out of myself. I expect a lot out of others. I hope for the best. I pray to protect from the worst. I seek to help and not to find. But too much giving causes you to ask for a little. But sometimes a little is way too much.

Summer school has started and will end in 2 months, which is enough times to severe bounds, splice connections, and change significantly. But which of these will occur? Or which will not?

I miss the days of youth when the hill tops were but the continues of the journey of the personas we created. I miss the days when morning was a chance to see the sun.