Kingston with Camille

​After going for a nice long run in St. Johnsbury, I ate with my parents and then drove 5 hours to Kingston. I learned some french verbs on the way. I met Camille's friend Jess and we all had a good time laughing as she told us about her ticks. Camille took me to go eat a burrito and it was delicious.

One of the things I'll always admire about Camille is how organized and put-together she is. She uses her time well, she knows where everything is, and her room is always tidy. What a dream! Her headspace must be much more organized than mine is. I always find that my thoughts are colorfully all over the place and that my ideas jump sporadically from one web to the next, which is not a bad thing necessarily, but it would be interesting to understand how Camille's organized nature spills over to what she thinks about. Along the same lines, her time management is beyond anything I can understand. I guess she just gets time better than I do... she has a reasonable idea of what can be done in a certain timeframe, which I do not, so doesn't miss deadlines and isn't normally stressed-out last minute. That's probably how she manages to plan to spend time to make herself look fantastic without avail. Granted, yes, I just don't have the interest in making myself look put together 24/7 like she does, I also just don't have the discipline. To take all of this to a different degree, Camille more or less knows what she wants from life. She knows the general trajectory of where she wants to be in 5 years, which I have no idea for myself.

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I suppose my point with all of this is that even though she might feel uncertain about her future right now, I think she is forgetting she's already a million miles ahead of me on things she doesn't even think about. I'm not worried she'll get to where she wants to be because she is meticulously reasonable, organized, knows what she wants, and has the motivation to get there. I just wish I could convey all of this in a way that she could see it from my perspective.