summer

I have all these books I want to read, but it's so hard for me to read.  Books intimidate me.  I prefer being read to.  Its hard to concentrate.  It's so much easier to write.

So I write tons of letters.  This morning I wrote four.  One is to a prisoner penpal I have a hard time staying in touch with.  I think he was on death row when I "met" him and he was soon transferred.  I've been writing to him for maybe four years.

Ming and I are supposed to have a date today, but I don't know what to do.  I think I researched free and cheap date ideas before online and the ideas were stupid.  It's too hot to go to the park.  Summer's hard.