so here I am I guess.

I don't even see the point of writing here, but does everything need a point? I want to say yes, but here I am... Anyway, my point, I suppose, is that I'm left without a lot to do. It's finally the summer. My friends have gone away, and I'll be leaving soon as well. There's this weird limbo going on where we're all separated, and normally this wouldn't bother me, but it sort of is bothering me. Nothing is happening, but nothing isn't happening, exactly. The most difficult decision I've had to make this summer, so far, is what font to type in. There haven't been any adventures yet, no melting strawberry popsicles running down our wrists. I think what I'm trying to say is I miss you. Or something. That would be stupid though.