So, I'm pretty sure that's what I am now...a gypsy child. I never seem to know where I'll be when or what I'll be doing. New Mexico...Utah...New Mexico...Utah...Africa...Utah...New Mexico...Iowa...I'll probably be in the Netherlands in a month.
Anyways, I'm here in NM right now. At Carrie's house. Today I gorged myself at a Methodist potluck. It was tasy, but I'm regretting it a little now. So, tonight Carri'es going to Farmington with Clay and I'm going to stay here. Should be an adventure. Actually I'm surprisingly not panicked by being left by a friend for a night when I'm staying at their house. Guess I"ve matured. We can only hope.
I've got to figure out where I"m living in NM and where I'll work. Oh well. Life is good.
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