I've got fifty minutes.
I guess this seven day blogging experiment was an epic fail.
-justification: one day of traveling, and two days of a wakeboard competition.
So I don't know if Im procrastinating(sociology test), or if I really want to be writing right now,
but I'm here.
And there is no where else I'd rather be.
I'm feeling it all right now.
The nineteenth was a good day.
I rely on the word good, thinking that it simplistically summarizes my day,
but truthfully I'm waiting for something else.
Now 11:25, I'm very conscience of this test I have tomorrow. I'm not worried; I do well in sociology, but any test acts as a cloud over your clarity of mind.
Clarity of mind.....Dad prays for that all the time.
I got lost in studying.
I'm too focused to produce enchanting writings.
But in this moment I'm comfortable.