I feel like I should write something profound, but I can't think of anything. I'm busy at home, but not relaxing. I haven't been able to get up to Bethel to visit friends yet. Once I do, I think I'll feel better for at least a while. Camp Mack festival is on Saturday=looking forward to that. I'll think of something good to write for next time.

Really?

It's difficult to put into words what's really going on inside my head. I met the perfect man for me. To my knowledge, he meets all the requirements on my list. But, I'm not sure how he feels. And, he's a few years younger than me. Translated: even if he were interested, he's not ready and won't be for a while. I try not to think about it much, but so far I have failed. I give him and my heart to God every day, and still......it's difficult.

I don't miss Terre Haute yet. (I honestly don't think I will.) I got to see the sunset tonight.....something I enjoy doing and is almost impossible in the city. Mom and I are redecorating the house--it's time to do my room. It'll be nice to have it less juvenile. The pictures are coming off the walls, the toys are finally put away, and it's beginning to look like an adult lives there. I'm an adult. A jobless adult, but an adult none the less. I may be worth a lot to a man, but I'll be worth a lot more if I can pay off some of my debt. I need prayers for a good job. I miss talking to my friends.