this morning the four of us lingered over coffee and tofu scramble (don't ask) and talked about my trip and andrew's apartment hunt. he had marked important locations on google earth - the kingdom hall, work and whole foods (his one-stop, albeit expensive, shopping). he plans to purchase a bike and cycle to work. im excited for him; i remember how it was to search for an apartment and even more how it felt to be leaving the house for the first time. i cant help but feel a tinge of worry for him, though, and do my best to suppress my concerns. he is, afterall, nearly 22 years old, just about the exact age i was when i left home. mike said over subway this past week that moving out on your own is one of the best things you can do for yourself and i have to agree with him. still, i worry. maybe i should move to winter park too, to keep an eye on him. hehe.

in a bit, i'll be meeting kristian at ft. wilderness. i think he brought his moped, but more than likely, i'll be walking in to find the campsite (though he said its far from the entrance, i feel i could use the walking after sitting in various forms of transportation for hours on end yesterday). i hear there are a lot of jws from the old gang there this year, and my parents are helping one couple get into disney tomorrow, along with their little girl. i havent kept in touch at all with these witnesses, seeing them only every few years at the summer conventions. its not really out of spite, just for lack of ... friendship? kinship? i dont really feel like i truly knew any of them. i just hope i dont run into my childhood best friend. that would be more than i could stand.