Saturday, August 8, 2009

Interuptions

For me, the summer consists of 8 weeks.
I spend them all at a summer camp for families, kids, teens and adults living with H.I.V and AIDs.
6 weeks have passed.
The other 2 can't go by any slower.
Damn dinner bell. I guess there's pizza...

Pizza consumed.
Where was I?

Right.
8 weeks is far too long for anyone to be in the same place for.
Well, I guess home is the exception, and some could call this home.
Others wouldn't.
I would be one of those others.
Always.

Evidently there's a problem and seemingly no solution.

What am I talking about?
Insanity.

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