Not here, not in my journal, not on any napkins.
Because I don't know what to say.
I've had plenty on my mind, but a lot less time
and I don't know what to say.
But today I did write, it was a list.
A packing list for camp.
I'm really ready to start making some changes.
Changes in me that God can be proud of.
My only hope for camp is that those changes happen.
I don't recognize myself these days
and it's the scariest place to be.
So while I don't know what to expect from camp,
I'm taking my first piece of writing, my bags, and an open heart.
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