I leave France twelve days from now. Two weeks from this moment I'll be sitting in Ohio, having lunch. Or sleeping, because I'll probably still be jetlagged. But...
wow.
Two weeks. Less than two weeks, even. How did this happen? How am I already being thrown into final projects and exams I'm not ready for? Why am I being forced to leave when I'm not ready to?
Or maybe I am. I don't know. I miss everyone (mostly Rachel, not gonna lie) but I'm not ready to leave. I love it here.
Maybe Rachel could just come live here. That cool with everyone?
Great. Let's do that then.
No comments:
Post a Comment