At a loss..

For the world I can't think of what to write about. I'm tired of being here, although I know I should be doing something. The question is what? I spoke about my time in China at my home group last week, and it went well other than my overactive use of the word "um." People are starting to think I'm crazy for talking about missing colder weather. I miss my bundles of jackets and scarves.

I was up at 2 AM this morning to go on a road trip with my dad. We went to Centerville and back, delivering logs. Admittedly, I had experienced a bit of nostalgia as we broke into Oxford and I saw all the city lights. I did enjoy the storm we drove through (moreso because I wasn't the one driving), but I enjoyed the fog afterwards even more. We made it to the other side of the storm about the time it started getting light enought to see outside and it reminded me so much of the last part of Pride and Prejudice. It was gorgeous. It was a fun trip. :)