Yesterday I'd sort of forgotten what I did the day before, so I didn't write anything. But I remembered this morning that I went to my elementary school with Joanna to say goodbye to the principal, who is retiring, and it was as awkward and kind of a huge bummer as one would expect that sort of ceremony to be. I dislike how conformist the school has become. By which I mean: I dislike that there is no labyrinth on the playground anymore, and that they've painted the walls all white, and that the picnic tables are all just brown, and that they've rebuilt the classrooms so there are no lofts for people to fall out of.

A change is going to come, etc.

Yesterday Lynn and Bryn and I colored my table and I ate dinner with my grandparents and my uncle which was good because I had not seen them since I got back from Baltimore.