"More than this..."

I have been staring at this screen for at least an hour. I seem incapable of getting my thoughts in writing, which is always more than annoying.

I was just glancing at my pictures of London and wishing that I could be there without the hassle of ten hour flights, crowded airports, and travel expenses. We ate at an imitation British pub on Sunday, and the weather was cooperative for the occasion - it was pouring rain. I hope to hop across the pond again someday. Perhaps they will double the speed of commercial airliners, making the flight more suitable to my taste. Until then, it's a lovely dream.

There is so much to accomplish in the two days before I head back to Milledgeville, but I won't bore readers with a stodgy list. Sigh. More later. I've lost my motivation.