K wants me to come back to the UK. now. i think i might. for a week. then come back here. i'm so excited that for the first time in my life, i don't *have* to be separated from my loved ones if i don't want to be. K and i can pool our financial and temporal resources and BE together. i'm old enough to do this now. take off in a plane and be with the one i love. and come back to my parents, to whom i am so close. this might work out well.

other people want me too....but these are people i'm not supposed to be speaking to. my old campers. it breaks my heart to tell them no. god, i love their energy and their creativity. they make me feel so alive. and i miss working there so much. right now we're brainstorming ways to outfox the law. we can have lunch this sunday if we just do it the right way...

we need rain. the corn is curling its leaves and it looks like a damned pineapple field out there...

tonight went to a BBQ at my cousin's. that was tolerable as long as i could avoid meat-stench and weird questions about K or the U.K. actually it was a pretty good time, and i ate lots of corn and potatoes.

doing some driving around on the back roads. listening to some american rock. oh yeah.