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Sometimes my thoughts elude me. My actions tilt my brows in confused knots. The mystery that is me is darkest on nights like this, with not even a moon sliver of recognition from the emptiness surrounding me. Lost, detached, confused, bewildered, frustrated: synonyms of my weary soul. No one to cry to but the grassblade. And she already has the dew weighing her down. Even my shadow avoids me, finding more comfort in the coming dawn. Thus shall my soul rest; knowing that the dawn cometh.

Last night, after hours of contemplating how we would run the Southern Shuffle, Ben and I took off to just run it. I didn't expect any others to come. Ben was doing it barefoot and we ran there to warm up, so since we weren't registering, we stayed in Brock until we saw everyone heading to the starting line. Lo and behold: Nick, Schnell, Jones, Phil, and Antonio were all there to run it, too!! How cool. No literally, it was cold. Anthony did it without a shirt, Ben without shoes, and I was in my green gear. Schnell actually ran it and the other three took cross country literally and cheated/supported the whole way. It was a lot of fun. Ben got 2nd overall.

I love running. Last night reminded me of that. It also helped me realize that I don't have to be an official racer, with the registration, post-race food, number, and t-shirt to enjoy the event. Just running, racing others, was enough for me to really enjoy it.

It's even better at night. And with cheetahs.

LIVE from Argentina!!

Tonight I got to watch my dad speak LIVE from Argentina!! He is doing the Week of Prayer at La UAP, where I spent a semester studying castellano my freshman year. Stephen and Sarah both were over here and watched some, too!

How cool is it that I can watch my dad speak live, when he is thousands of miles away, in a different time zone, in a different language, in a different country, and we have absolutely different schedules!! Amazing. The coolest thing, I thought, was that a friend of ours down there (Nico), told me about the site to check (uapar.edu) to find the live stream about two days ago. I put that in the back of my head, but didn't write it down. Then today I thought of it earlier when I prayed with Dr. Crumley, because I mentioned Dad's meetings. Then, all of a sudden, tonight while on the internet, the thought rushed back and I was just in time to see most of his sermon! I think God helped me remember. Pretty cool.

Dad talked about someone named Ian Thomas that sounded really cool. I'm going to look him up sometime hopefully.