Oy
I'm going back to school tomorrow. This summer has been pretty good. Highlights included Vegas, Guster/Ben Folds, Six Flags and spending lots of quality time with good friends. Frisbee golf has become popular for me and Matt recently. Smoked a cuban last night. I also got an iPod. That wasn't last night, though. This summer's definitely been good. But way too short. Less than 3 months, short. I'm not ready to leave home yet. My mom and I got along very well, which was not to be expected. There are still people I wish I could have seen. I don't know how he feels, but it was wierd going the whole summer without seeing Elliot. There's a friendship that took an odd turn. Or no turn at all. I would like to have seen Noam and Thomas and David too. I guess we were all "too busy." But we know that's not true. Or Skelly. Or Nat "This popcorn smells like heaven" Silburg. The list could go on. But maybe "staying in touch" is more important in some respects than actually seeing each other. For example, I have a friend from 6th grade who moved to Korea for 7 years. We minimally kept in touch - maybe a couple e-mails each year. And he's going to Georgetown this fall, so we'll reunite at some point this year, which is pretty damn cool as far as I'm concerned.
My summer has largely revolved around Kacey, which was amazing. Now I have to let her go as she let me go last year. This is one relationship that makes "keeping in touch" seem lousy. We met each other too early in life. And I will be aching in the coming weeks.
My summer has largely revolved around Kacey, which was amazing. Now I have to let her go as she let me go last year. This is one relationship that makes "keeping in touch" seem lousy. We met each other too early in life. And I will be aching in the coming weeks.