His Intentions Fall To The Floor

I've really got nothing to say in here other than what's said in the audio. But I will say this: My mom, not to speak ill of her, said that if it was Trevor in the hospital she'd have a better feeling about taking me there.

I just miss Matt so much. (By the way Amaya, I've looked through my long list of unopened emails and found yours; it is likely I knew about his accident before you did anyway.)

I feel so dumb knowing that sooner or later he'll approach me about it, and I'll have to say something stupid to the effect of "I was gonna visit you but I just never could get around to it."

On a kind of lighter note, I found an old friend from an internet forum a little while ago, and today I convinced him to start a blog. I think Preston especially would really enjoy this play on a book series my friend enjoys as much as Preston and I do.

You can check it out at volunteerfordisaster.blogspot.com