Taking apart a float is tough work. All the stripped screws and props that need to be recycled are annoying. What sucks even more, is that I had a damn heavy ramp fall on my head, and it hurt...a lot. I ended up sitting on the floor with an ice pack on my head for a while, laughing hysterically while my friends ask me math questions to make sure I didn't lose my brain or something.

I still wish I would've taken more pictures this year's homecoming. It went so happily and smoothly, its too bad I didn't get to keep memories of it. The float took weeks and weeks of preparation; 1 week just to get it onto the trailer put together. But it comes down in 4 hours today, it was sad seeing its greatness go. On a side note, our float was in the West County Times today!

And seeing the float being un-built, reminds me of how much time it took to build other things and how fast it feels that its being torn down. I get reminded of how it took 6 weeks to build up to it this summer, and that in this past Homecoming week, I feel like its been breaking down. I was so busy, and in that busyness, I certainly became lost in feelings. I seem to be in need of reassurance before I really screw up.