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I'll leave here six weeks from Saturday, and already I'm having contemplative plugged-in plane & train rides, as though I were leaving in a few days - because I know that's what it's gonna feel like. Sometimes I swear I'm living by a different clock than most of the world. It goes much too fast! The other day I arrived at school and two of my friends were outside smoking cigarettes, and one of them said "Wowww Mary! Where were you??" and I said "What? When?" and he said "All the time!" even though I thought I had seen him very recently. I really don't know where these weeks are disappearing to! Today I went to Amsterdam (I realized I had never been there by myself before) specifically to be alone and get lost. It was just what I needed. Just yesterday morning I said goodbye to my parents in Tuscany - weird!!