Ola. Today was my second day at camp. It probably reached 44 degrees with the humidex. I sweat like crazy. I bruised my feet and knees dancing. Story of my life. Nonetheless, it feels like I never left. Everything is a complete continuation from last summer.
I can't really write for long, but I just learned that one of my best friends isn't doing well so just wanted to make a post in her honour. I hope it's nothing, and I'm sure she hopes the same too, but we always think the worst, right?
Keep her in your thoughts? Thanks.