Hello

I'm sick. I have the flu. It hurts. This morning, I cut an orange in half and squeezed the juice into some hot water and drank it. Kinda weird, but it's what I was in the mood for. I don't think it helped my throat much. My body aches as if my blood has been poisoned. My sinuses are in pain, too. My skin is sensitive, especially my scalp. I'm very tired. I didn't sleep last night.

 

The baptisms were really good. We had 2 yesterday. One in Woodcrest and one in the Deaf Branch. It all seems like a dream. I'm just waiting to wake up. I feel like the excitement of having another baptism was gone. It was just another day. I've been dreaming of the same place for over a week now. Every night I'm somewhere on a mountain. There's a temple. It's beautiful. There are lots of hotels and big buildings. It's a very wealthy place. While I'm there, I always fall into the water. Whether it be a lake, a river, or somehow the ocean, I lose my footing and slip into the unknown. I've survived each time despite the risks. And I keep going back, looking for something. I assume I haven't found it yet.

 

About those other baptismal programs, I was involved with one since I started my mission. Elder Mercy and I would teach her. During the time I spent out of the branch, the other ASL missionaries finally baptized her. The other one, was a referral from some guy Elder Figueroa and I found. I guess I taught him once or twice before he was baptized, and we've seen him a lot since then. But I just included his program because I know him well. I'll send two others soon. I was more involved with them.

 

Um...transfers are this weekend. I'll probably just finish in the Deaf Branch with Elder Jackson for 6 more weeks. Sometimes I wish I could be transfered somewhere different with new experiences and new people to teach.

 

k bye

 

Elder Peck