Somewhere Only We Know

In two days, basically one since there is forty five minutes left on the clock for today, is September first. From that point I have a total of twenty two, read that again, twenty two, days left. Over the last two weeks I have said so many goodbyes to people of all sorts of attachment. And you know what, it's getting easier.

It'll never be a breeze, but it's definitely becoming more of a wish of luck for the future and a fingers crossed you'll keep in touch, rather than the tears fiasco that I have perfected. I love the fact that I can give the hugs, wish the luck, and let them go. Beautiful things can happen in the space between, and the reunions are that much sweeter.

Have I ever mentioned how much I love reunions? I love the hugs that never seem to end, and that elation that is just ... right. I think the reminder that I will now get to have all those reunions is making the goodbyes that much better. Like seeing my best friend this Christmas? It's going to be filled with sassy comments, hugs and smiles.

And you know whats extra great? The vikings that I will become and have become friends with are going to be the reunions in January. Reunions all around.It makes me happy.

As for now? I'm just trying to keep myself looking forward, because the more I look back, the more I see reason to procrastinate, and no one needs that, hm?

Have a lovely week, and a shout out to those starting the school this week! I'm insanely jealous.