the day after tomorrow.

[heather_l]

I'm closer to leaving now than ever before. I'm in the process of packing bags. And I remembered singing Leaving on a Jet Plane with the drums boys, because it was playing in the Irish Pub. Loudest. I miss Malinowski, and I kept wishing all day to see him, even though I knew I wouldn't. Scared out of my mind, nervous I called Kevin tonight. And we'

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[quiet_musician]

At least you had an objective this summer. My objective was just to get through it. I did, but I wish I had achieved something in the process.

[heather_l]

But I don't know my objective was worthwhile or that it even mattered at all to those guard boys. Maybe it didn't make a difference.

It doesn't matter though at this point.

I leave tomorrow! Yikes.

Heather