Campsick

As you know, Pat has abducted me and forced me into labour at.... no, no.... I'm kidding. This summerI am working at Camp Norland. So, the other day, I was laying in bed in my nice single room that I have to share with no one that has it's own personal bathroom. Yet, I was laying there trying to decide whether to get up early in the morning to shower or wait until some other time during the day. That thought led to the fact that it's always a little chilly in the morning and I don't like to walk down the hallway because it's not carpeted. That thought led me to the memory that Galilean IS carpeted. And as all this went through my mind, I had a slight twinge... that twinge was campsickness! It started with the carpet... yet slowly progressed until I thought of all the people I missed and the other traditions that were different. I remembered the fact that we have a basketball court that I loved to play in on the weeklends. I remembered that we had a wakeboard. I remembered that I had been going there since I was six years old(5 if you count the year I was a staff kid)! And I remembered that I had friends there that I had known since Jr. High. I let all this circulate in my mind of about 5 minutes. Then I got up to use my private bathroom and as I walked the 3 steps to it's door I came to the conclusion that the next time I had a day off... I'd bring my slippers back with me.