my sense of timing is beautiful, if not a little abrupt. i've spent the past three weeks loving my break: sleeping-in, eating out, seeing old friends, hugging my parents, watching lord of the rings from my bed -- but last night, my last night in town, i felt so ready to go back to school. i'm sitting here, in my room, staring at the things i need to pack, so happy that i'm finally packing, mentally reminding myself to grab my toothbrush and contact lens case from the bathroom -- and yet, my stomach isn't ready.
in three weeks i've accomplished both everything and nothing. i still feel like there are some things i should have done or said, or people i should have spent more time with. my mind is raring to go back to routine, to being busy, and a scribbled-up moleskine but i can't ignore apprehension. maybe i do want one more week.
but maybe that would be one more week i would have wasted.
but seriously, i'm ready to go back to campus.
i really am.
i picked this up at saver's a couple of weeks ago for about $4. i'm hoping to take it as a carry-on with me to new orlean's when i go in a week. i thought it would look a little more interesting than the puma duffel i usually bring on planes with me.
