I am on a little propeller plane to Philadelphia, and connecting to Phoenix. My head hurts, my feet hurt. I spent almost an hour trying to work out my flights back at the airport. It’s just a headache…the kiosk gave me the wrong ticket and now everyone is screwed but no one is taking responsibility. So I’m taking responsibility, and we’ll see how this all turns out. There’s nothing more I can do, so I have to let it go.

I am trying to pray my way out of this one.; Jesus…only Jesus. But it’d be a lot easier to knock myself out and wake up in eight hours in Phoenix. That which does not kill me, will only make me stronger.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Last night at the hotel I upgraded my operating system and lost all of my documents. It’s a heart breaker because that was two months of journals, and endless documents about lifeteen.com. So I am trying to keep it all in perspective. I could sit here for the whole flight and count all the documents I lost, or I could think of it as having a clean slate for more ideas. It’s not like the ideas went anywhere. They are still in my head. Maybe when I pull them out again, they’ll be more fresh and useful.

I just want to be at the beach hanging out with Candyce.

I forgot I had to be in Pennsylvania to even do a talk. I had just gotten back from the Challenge and didn’t think I had any events to go to. I went into the studio to get crackin’ on the website, glanced up at my calendar, and realized I had to be on the other side of the continent tonight. Ah man…

I am such a mess right now. Yuk.

The day in Scranton was cool. Though I was still battered from the Challenge, I was able to connect with the teens. I spoke in a large gym to a few hundred teens. They had a full day of events planned, and I was just an hour of it. I could tell people had worked hard to pull the day together.

It’s beautiful, really. There are so many individuals out there just sucking pleasure out of this planet. Everyday it’s about me! me! me! But not in Scranton, people spent months getting ready for this. Why? To let people know that God loves them.