Monday morning. (Sarah Jo)

I don't know about you Krystal, but all I ever dream about anymore is our little group. And the tenor of the dreams mirrors how I felt at the end of the night. Sometimes, I wish it would never end. Okay, most of the time I wish it would never end. But other times something happens when I feel unhappy about something and I just want it to be fixed.

And I'm sad about this coming weekend too but I'm going to focus on what happens today. I think I've been ignoring too many other things in my life lately. And I worry that the boys, I mean men, are going to get sick of us soon. I don't want that.

But mostly I just want to be driving around in the car somewhere with the three of you, knowing that we still have hours and hours together. Thats what I want right now.