I have had so much fun being back and telling my friends stories, receiving our first gifts, spending extra time with family. But, school is here. And so last night my father took me to Jazz. I shared school news. He called me smarty for my last semester. He dropped me off, full and fully at peace.
Four months from today I will be on the road with my blue chairs, suitcases and that man I love. I will be headed towards a new home, a permanent roommate, a summer on the lake.
Four months from today I will have taken my comps, finished sixteen papers, stayed out late with my dearest friends while we refuse to say goodbye.
Right now I am going to eat a bowl of cereal. Plot out my classes. And maybe go for a run. Because it is unseasonably warm, it is wonderfully warm and I will be full and fully at peace.
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