The other day some old friends and I from 8th ward, Mike, Shelly, Shawn, Mary. It was good times. Talking about life at Chili's.

So I've been sick since last saturday. I didn't think it was going to turn into one of "those" colds. That lingers on and on. It's been slowly becoming more annoying. I mean there was the sore throat, congestion, headache thing, you know the feeling. And those are nothing that drugs can't help. It's when I lost my voice that it started affecting me really. It's insane what singing does for me. What a release it is. How it unbinds me. I feel very bound. My sisters are down and I can't show them a new song I wrote. I'm planning on heading up to Utah next week with them but not if I'm feeling like this. I'm sure the cold/dry utah air would be really helpful... Still it would be worth it I think. I've got a couple people to see. Above all a person to see. But it will be fun to see my sisters in their lives up there. I'm trying to take my life a little more by the horns. When opportunites come, to not pass them by. I need to jump more. Just grab the darkness.

I've always been too afriad. But I don't have much time for fear these days... I feel like time is running awefully short.

My room is getting colder again. I only mention it because it gave me a very odd sensation. THe cold brought me back to the only other time in my life when I felt cold in this room. Which was last year... That feeling of getting off the mission. A very exciting feeling. It was so crazy seeing my friends again and being able to do the things that I so missed. It hasn't been quite a year yet but that is besides the point. Life had this fresh newness about it. Now things have become so normal and routine. I long for that freshness. And I think I can get it back. Last night the cold air welcomed a friend of mine to the beach, in a rather hard wind fashion. It was all pretty new to me though. A wonderful kind of new. I love the cold only cause it brings us together.