Tonight marked the beginning of what I'm afraid is going to be a drawn-out good-bye process. One of our good friends is having to travel for work for three weeks and won't be here when we leave. He's sort of our neighborhood hub- everyone goes over to his house to hang out. So tonight was the last time I got to walk across the street to chill over there.
I knew this was coming, but in a little over two weeks, I'm going to be back on the mainland. It didn't really seem real until tonight. I'm so thankful for all the friends I made here and all the adventures I had, but part of me is kind of sad that all I made all these awesome friends just to have them yanked away from me three months later. I'm trying to get excited about going back, but I really can't. This just sucks.
I knew this was coming, but in a little over two weeks, I'm going to be back on the mainland. It didn't really seem real until tonight. I'm so thankful for all the friends I made here and all the adventures I had, but part of me is kind of sad that all I made all these awesome friends just to have them yanked away from me three months later. I'm trying to get excited about going back, but I really can't. This just sucks.
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