It has been hard for me to find the motivation to post lately. It's not that I don't have things to write about because believe me, I do. It's not that I don't have the time because, let's face it, that's a really lame excuse for not being able to do anything. It's not because I don't have pictures, because HOLLA! My camera is practically never more than a foot from my hand (Ha. That sounds funny. Maybe I should have written 12 inches). It just doesn't dawn on me to do it. Maybe it's because I feel as though I do a lot of the same things over and over again. I work. I walk downtown. I date my boyfriend. I watch movies. I go shopping. I hang out with my friends and family. Repeat. You've read it all, heard it all and seen the pictures all before. This summer is a little different, though. There is no real end date in sight. I am here indefinitely. I despise uncertainty, and that is all the I see in my future today. I know things will work out, yes, they always do. I will be safe, loved and provided for no matter where or how my summer ends. I like to plan ahead and work through every little step and detail, but I can only see through this weekend.  Prayers do not seem sufficient and hoping only exhausts me. Patients is not my strongest area, and lately I feel weak. And tired, so tired. Maybe that's the real reason behind my lack of recent posts. I am tired.