Thursday, September 29, 2011

How To Love [Remix]

Today at 10:00 a.m. I recieved a text message from Ken.  Ken is my dad.  The text said, "Can you leave Logan by 11 am to get on a plane at 1:50?"

Yes, I should have just skipped the rest of my classes today, and all my classes tomorrow, and a group meeting, and a weekend in St. George. 

Did I go?  No. For some weird reason, staying for boring class seemed way better than driving a car across the country from New York for the next three days.

And after sitting through two of three of those classes, I am wishing I was currently preparing for landing in Buffalo, New York.

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