Last Day

So I'm sitting here on my bed. There are no posters on my walls, no books on my shelves, no clothes hanging in the closet, no food in the fridge, no papers on my desk. My friend Kristin is all moved out - I helped her carry all her stuff to her car - and I'm nearly all ready to go. 

This afternoon is the first day I'm allowed to do anything resembling physical exertion again, so Stephen and I are going to the playground about a half mile up the road and we're going to play catch. This morning, Kristin and I went into town to The Coffee Grove and then walked around and looked at some shops. 

This was a good year. Much much better than last year, and as I've said before, it's been a while since I was reluctant to leave a place. To be sure, I'm glad that the classes I took this semester are over. Verbs was really the only useful one. And I am looking forward to getting to live in the new building next year and be an RA and take some cool science classes and play lacrosse some more and go to the Dominican Republic over Easter. 

Plus there's a lot of cool stuff I want to be able to do this summer. And I like moving, especially when I know it's the end of the year and I start thinking about how somebody else will be living in my room and sleeping in my bed and how it's not really mine anyways. 

Tomorrow I go back to Erie. I guess Erie's okay. I'll be looking forward to seeing my family and eating real food and getting some sleep in the first couple of days back. I'm looking forward to the beach and to making some money so I'm not so worried about things all the time. I'm looking forward to getting to shadow some surgeons, to getting my blonde hair back, to running (and hopefully running that half marathon!), to birthdays and visits and playing soccer in the park. 

This is the last time I'll be writing till August, probably, since I'll be home and I can just tell you things. But this has been a good year. A really good year.

Till August 14th...