Sunday night blues? Not quite.
Everything seems to be in order: homework (almost done), procrastination (right on time), laundry (in the process of being done), music (playing away), friends (around and about), family (farther away than I'd like), events during the week (enough to make me nervous, but far away enough for me to forget about, too) --- it's all there, just like a normal day.
And yet, with that quiet sunset and the smell of California spring, my mind's elsewhere. It might be wandering down a cobblestone street in a small town that I've only seen in winter, and in another moment, it might be admiring the rhododendron blooms back in ol' PA. And then there's a part of me that doesn't want to say goodbye to this place either.
I know the year's not over yet, but it feels like it. During the week I'll forget again, ganz bestimmt, but right now? Feel like I'm floating without a tether. Coming to a momentary halt over this beautiful campus now only because there's no breeze to blow me elsewhere. But how long will I stay?
In the meantime, I've got a letter to write. Something I do gladly.
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