May 02, 2005 20:07
It is just now hitting me that I have about two more weeks until my whole life changes, and I can't get it back. That's okay, though.
I was looking through the annual today, and as I was reading, I noticed that in all of the addresses for the clubs or honorables, they mentioned how many memories were made. I started thinking, and to be completely honest, I only have a few, not even enough to mention, really. That's okay, though.
I think I am about ready to move on. I don't really have much to hang on to over there in that building, and I know I have no choice but to be ready. That is okay, too.
When the sun sets a few weeks from now, I am on my own. I don't feel worried.