The Story of Us - Part 11
Thursday night, Josh and I met up in the park, and we just started walking around, talking about classes and such. I kept trying to think of a good way to start talking about what had happened on Sunday and Monday, but the words just didn't seem to come. Josh either didn't know what to say either or was waiting for me to be the one to start the conversation, so we just kept walking and talking about other random things. I started to talk a little bit about my doubts with going on a mission, but Josh ended up just saying that he knew I was going to be a great missionary. Soon we realized that it was 11:45 and we had to both get home before curfew. Once we got home, however, we both got on Facebook and starting chatting some more. Now that I wasn't face-to-face with Josh, talking became a little easier because I had time to organize my thoughts a little more without the pressure of having Josh right by me. Lame, I know, but for me it worked. I was still trying to figure ...