8 Days

My last week is starting to fill up...quality time with my parents, hair cuts, dentist's appointments (fillings...mmm), doctor's appointments, calls to make, exercising, sewing, visits, phone calls, shopping for supplies...you know, maybe packing could be a good idea.

I'm also extremely homesick for NWC. I so want to see all of my friends and it's hard...holy downpour! We keep having flash floods...it's hard to know that I won't be in their presence or a real part of their lives for half of a year. And I'm so frightened that they are going to move on with everything and not give me the time of day when I get back, because it's too hard to catch up with 4 months.

Perhaps it's selfish, but it's hard to realize the world doesn't stop just because I'm absent. I knew it wouldn't, but it's hard to feel for the first time.

And perhaps thinking should not be my main activity right now. Perhaps I should stop worrying and go to sleep.

Good idea Samantha. You're so smart and saavy.