So I am writing and it is sunday still. I am cheating.

I went for a drive in the country tonight. A storm had just blown in. It was beautiful and made me happy and calm. But it was also dark and there was nowhere to go. I had a nice time. It was emily's idea.

You always ask me questions that I rethink later. You always stick in my mind as does what we talked about or how we interacted. But I'm glad that we talked out there. It's good to talk. I'm also down with not talking. We should take a trip somewhere. You bring the snacks, I'll drive.

My mom is leaving tomorrow morning and in a way I want to go with her. I am sick of it here. I don't have anything to look forward to tomorrow. I don't feel nice. I feel sick. I'd like to see my family. I'd like to get away. But I couldn't leave. You know it. I'm grounded here right now. I've got too many commitments that I somehow want to keep. You know it.

I've got a temperature of 99.5. I always have the normal temp. I've got a nasty cough. It's kind of weird. I might have bronchitis. I might not. Because of my U of M class, I can't miss a day of school. The people at colleges.. they don't care about you. I'd be so behind if I missed a day of class. It sucks.