Today I made the deliveries with rob. I was dubbed the "swamper".
He bought me a mochachino at Habit.
We looked for a birthday present at a kitchen store and bought a ten dollar chocolate bar to share.
Today was alright. I'm doing alright. I want to go to Portland. I want to go to Cumberland. I went to Victoria Christian Reformed Church on Sunday. I felt out of place. I biked half an hour to be picked up on the side of the road by a couple from the church, so I could get a 45 minute ride with them. After church I followed them around Costco while they bought food I forgot existed. They have an adorable son, one year old. Maybe I can babysit and help them with their gardens. Their kale isn't doing too good.
The view from my bedroom window is becoming increasingly familiar. The three greenhouses, the ducks shed, the great ash and cedar trees, the dry pasture, and the ducks waddling.
That's really all I have to say.
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