Day in a daze.

After the late night of exertion of Sept. 14, I slept late, not opening an eye until 9. When I did wake up, I went outside and read while looking at the silos in the distance. I was in a daze, like I was in a dream. I didn't do anything that day save read and watch T.V. and make forts and play outside with a kid. My parents did some things, but I just chilled around, very tired from the previous night. It was strangely frigid that day, unlike the humid, sweaty temperature we had been enduring all along the trip prior. I wore two shirts, a jacket, my vest, and jeans. (plus a hat.) We thought about going to Dayton, but by the time the thought occurred to us it was too late. It was a simple, stay at home day. I enjoyed playing with that kid, Danny, and just enjoyed the slowness of the day.

Goodbye for now.

Living Life Lean sometimes,

Andrew.