September 22, 2003

• I was floating in the clouds last week, soaring on cloud nine all the way from last Sunday to yesterday. Leave it to Monday morning to burst my bubble . . .
  
  Last week I felt stronger spiritually and mentally than I have in a long time. I stayed on that high despite worn out muscles (or lack thereof) and late night homework crisis. I just felt strong, like by knowing who I was I could live up to who I wanted to be.
  
  My last barn dance turned out to be lots of fun, despite a cloud of straw dust. I had fun with Abby, Gina, Megan, Dana, and everyone. I glowed the whole hour drive home . . . just ask James and Gina.
  
  But, alas, Monday mornings are cruel . . . I have to go to swim practice now, so hold that thought.
  
  *in progress*

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