pessimism
(Left to Right: Luke, Kayleigh, Sam, Me, Leah, Katelyn) This is a picture of a whole bunch of fake people, except me. This past summer, I went on a volunteer trip thing in Charleston West Virginia. Charleston is located in Kanawha county; the pronunciation is still up in the air. Anyhow, we were volunteering to help build stuff for people. Some painted homes, some built decks, some did siding, and I tore down a room then started to rebuild it. Helping these different families in need was fulfilling but boy was it hard work. We arrived at our family’s houses at 7 every morning and left around 5, or later. On the last day, I was there until 8:30. We labored away in the blistering July sun all day. Working on the roof in my stylish overalls didn’t help the situation. Nevertheless, we persevered through the week of calorie-burning work. When it was finally time to return back to the shelter, it didn’t seem to get much better. Us and three other groups had set up camp in a hug...