it's always hard to settle down and go to bed the night before leaving town.

it has been a good summer. it is often difficult to look back on a summer and label it "good" or "bad" or "ok." the summer flies by, yet the vacation to vermont in early june seems so long ago. i have a poor memory, but from what i can recollect, it was indeed a good summer.

leaving is hard this year. very hard. the early start time is no help. saying goodbye to a dear-friend-now-fiance for the fifth year in a row is wearisome. (but there is hope in knowing this is the last goodbye.) knowing i am saying goodbye to this house as a more-than-2-week-residence for good. leaving my last summer as an untamed stallion. upcoming transitions and unknowns. etc etc etc.

and there is still so much i wanted to do...right?