I was reading this evening and came across something in my book that made me laugh:

"If you've ever stood with us Africans at airports or bus depots, you know we're never good with lines. What if we miss something?"

The author's father then proceeded to push his way to the front of the line. I smile and nod. It's very true.

I'm in Florida now. It's been a roller coaster. I'm thinking about so many things right now I don't even know where to begin. So, I don't think I will.

I'm still ahead in NaNoWriMo, but I'm slacking off. If I don't get with the program, I'm not going to hit 50k by the end of the month. Which would be more than a little ridiculous after being so far ahead the first week and a half.

I don't think I understand me most of the time. This is unfortunate. The end.