David likes me, of that I am sure.
I think I'm going to Chicago and Nauvoo with him (and his fam) and I'm way excited.
Philip is going to lose me, and I hope he realizes that.
I hope he realizes that I am NOT a backup plan and that he lost the best thing that would have ever happened to him.
I hear the train outside. It reminds me of home.
Sometimes I miss it.
Other times I want to run till I can't run anymore. Until the breath stops and I lay down on the side of the road and suck in the sweet summer air.
Most of the time, I sit and do nothing.
Am I ever going to live my life?