Things are better now then they were the last time I posted.
brayton came back for me, on his birthday. He bought me pretty yellow flowers, and stood outside my window with a john legend song playing from his car.
So for the most part, things are back to normal...it's just I have that voice in the back of my head telling me to proceed with caution
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I'm missing our younger years too. Its hard to realize that Camp (our Camp) only exists in memory. But that makes it personal. No one else will ever have the Camp that we did. It's our's. King Camp, Cup Game, Hope and Faith Lodge...those things dont exist for the new campers. That doesn't mean I don't miss it with a passion...because I do. But you're right. New adventures await us, and maybe all our Camp experience was just practice.
We're adults...here goes nothing.
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