at the beginning of this summer, i was upset. i was upset because, i had this vision of what summer was supposed to be, staying up late, sleeping under the stars, and what not. i was upset that i would be spending every day of the week, going to sleep early and waking up even earlier, to be at camp that, while i loved it dearly, was really, really hard work. a lot harder than most things i do on a daily basis (that's what she said). i figured, i don't need the money, i'm young, i should spend the summer doing something that i love. as the summer progressed, and i sat there at night circle, i could not believe the speed that with session one had gone. i vividly remember thinking, how was i not taking and being grateful, for each and every day i have at this place? i couldn't even fathom leaving after that first month. yet, i stayed with the idea that one session is the way to go. now, as today i sat through the yo's, i was faced with an impossible dilemma. i had wanted summer to be "something more," and because of mm, it was. it was so much more than i could have ever hoped for. yes, it eats up all your time, but that's time that i want to spend there.

this is really poorly written because i was in rush to get it all down, but ahh i don't know if i should do one or two sessions!