Life at camp

Cleaning out my car was like cleaning out my brain. So therapeutic!

So here's an update on the goings-on in my life.

There are only 4 out of 12 girls left in my original group. Some graduated successfully, and others were exited (meaning they left the program "unsuccessfully"). The hardest thing about this job has been letting go of these kids, and knowing that there are some I can only help so much.

I'm going to a boys group permanently starting tomorrow. I'm definitely gonna miss working with my girls, but this will be a nice change. So far every time I've been in a boys group, I've had an awesome time. They've been very physically active, whereas my girls seemed to loathe hiking anywhere or partaking in group games. I could go on about this, but if pictures/videos are worth a thousand words then I'll spare myself some typing:

Motel 6 writers block

I checked into a Motel 6 so that I could have some time alone and that I could just sit and write. I feel I've got a lot of important things I need to get out, but at the same time I don't really have anything of importance to say at all.

I really just wanna go clean out my car. I bet if I had a clean car I wouldn't have had to pull into a Motel 6 to think... Yes... I'll go clean out my car...

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