I wanted to write about saturday with the jazz club, the abandoned school, the police in the park, and the moon ritual in the hotel.
I wanted to write about sunday with the waffle house, falling off of vans, holding hands in the park, and melty ice cream.
I wanted to write about Monday with the day off work and attempting to play ping pong and sitting in the driveway and the arboretum.
I wanted to write about Tuesday with one cancelled class and dinner at Wendy's and an almost bonfire.
I wanted to write about Wednesday with the library, the mall, olive garden, el rancho, Kidd coffee and more hanging out in a van in the parking lot.
But I didn't have power.
So, I'll try to tell you later.