I find myself really missing Book Club. My friends. The companionship. The fun. Sigh. Being in a new place, it takes a while to get settled and learn your way around, but I think it may already be time to find a book club, it's just that I'm so busy... I don't know when I'll get the chance. My days are filled to the brink with commitments and fun and work and church, and on and on and on. But, I tell you, it's really fun, and I'm really exhausted. I guess that's how you know you're really living.