Had off Tuesday and Wednesday this week and while Monday night approached I had all these ambitions of going on walks in the middle of the night but the reality is that didn't happen on either night. Nor did sharpening my blades, but I did get an 8 in breaking knife from Amazon by way of Victorinox. Danielle reached out on Tuesday and asked if I wanted to do something so I went out there and we first went to ReStore and then went to Mama Mia's and then back to her place for conversation. Spent a majority of that day detailing to Stacie very specifically how I feel about Danielle and she suggested I should write Krystal a letter. Wednesday morning came with another message from Danielle asking if I wanted to hang out again. I had already made plans with Nicole and so I had to tell her that I couldn't get together. She was totally cool with it and I ended up getting together with Nicole. We had to take Uncle Frank home and on the way back into town stopped at Piggly Wiggly and got ourselves some ingredients for an impromptu grilling session outside. Perfect every way you looked at it. Proof found in that over-preparing for things is not good even for cooking. Had a bunch of messages from Danielle that scattered all over the place that came in after I randomly passed out and woke up around noon-thirty. Finished off the audiobook of "Stop Doing that Shit" and found myself in a pool of tears, no longer second-guessing my situation and how I got here but rather just wading there in a pool of shock and awe. The Three Saboteurs are not out in the open and things seem so much clearer now. When I was doing the exercises that required me to think about the future I can't help but push aside the way I kept seeing Danielle there.