65. That Was Weird

Kate had a home volleyball game last night. We went. She played well, had some good hits. That wasn't weird. What was weird was that so much was the same. Lockers, the gym, the people watching. Same people or at least same clans. Saw a couple of girls from my class. The same. Consensus was that I hadn't changed much. And there was talk of a 20 year reunion next summer. 20 years. Can you imagine?

We're off to the ILs later today. I think we might go camping. Not to worry. I'll be fine. They don't exactly rough it...