I've been restless all week. I keep taking long walks, hoping that will somehow clear my head. Yesterday Jason, Sierra, Madison and I went for a nice, long walk in the rain. We searched for puddles to stomp through and had a grand time. On the way home, we were at Briscoe School right near the old school bell and we were all racing towards it. I grabbed Jason's arm to hold him back and he grabbed me and I fell flat on my face in the mud. I hurt my hand, but it was just so funny. We laughed all the way home. I want to act like a four year old sometimes and make wishes on dandelions. It is a good way to be.