Ahh, 12:30 and the house is sleeping. I just had a nice time sitting out on the balcony smoking my pipe. My dad sat with me for awhile. When he left, there was nothing better for me to do but to think. That seems to be the theme lately. I don't know if I'm figuring anything out, but I would say there is no shortage of time to think about things.

I think it's safe to say I'm not figuring anything out quickly but there are times here and there when I learn a thing or two. I gave some random guy a ride to the cafeteria today on campus. He asked me an interesting question. He asked me if God was calling me here. I thought a moment, and told him that I don't really have a choice, unless I want to take some time off from school, which really isn't an option. I told him about how I'm too late in applying to the only other school I'd go to. God worked it out for me to get free tuition here. I listed off a few other reasons and told him that doors were being closed and others were being opened. I hadn't thought to ask if it was God's will. It's just about the only path that's open to take. I guess there's some comfort in that.

It's true that life up here is rather slow compared to the life in Gainesville. I recall that time as a kid I was certain when I moved to a new place, I would never have as good of friends as the one's I left behind. I was always proved wrong. I consistently find myself with new and interesting people. Some people attract the scum of the earth. Some people attract beautiful women. I think I have a knack for attracting crazy cool people who share my passion for having a good time.

Well, it's 12:42 and I think I'm going to have to temporarily find a new late night hobby. Maybe I'll start reading some more, or maybe I'll learn how to fold paper to make things like birds and airplanes.