Camp is Over...

...but I still remain.

For the past month, silence was rare. Before, I had written about how it was most all I heard, but in July, it was anything BUT silent. Children screaming and laughing, sirens blowing, balls bouncing, trams pushing... It. Was. Loud.

But it's all over now.

It's August, camps have ended and it's back to me, God, and nature. No more counselors. No more campers. While July was exciting, I'm glad it's dwindling down. I'm ready for fall. I'm ready for quiet.

So how am I going to spend these last 20 days of SBC? I have a few ideas, but we'll see what God has planned.

I'm going to break out the blog, the books, the bike. The Pilates, the poems, the phone. I'll be planning for the fall, decorating my hall, and looking forward to ya'll. I'm excited for the people and the chapel's steeple. Soon my life will be transformed with the bustling of people, the piles of homework, the days upon days without seeing my boyfriend. There will be the writing of letters, the staying up of late, the skipping of breakfast.

...but oh how it's lovely. It's... SAU.

So for now, it's back to long bike rides, reading books all day, and looking forward to nightfall so I can actually do something (sleep). Isn't it wonderful?