Sad...

...and not for anything I could have prepared for. Not for graduation, not for moving from Philly, but for fights over things I can not fathom and for which there is really not reason--if reason were to be sought.

Perhaps it is an ending, perhaps it is a redefinition. Either way, I'm sad for now. I hope to get over it, but I'm just not sure I ever can. It hurts that I hurt someone else withot ever meaning to. But I did, and there is nothing I can do to take away the hurt.

As with all things, I pray that time heals this wound as well.

Until then, I'll follow the yellow thick hose.

In The End

Four years of undergraduate antics, hard-work, determination, and a life-time supply (I hope) of bureaucratic bullshit and I don't even have a diploma to show for it. I have another 2 weeks or so to wait before I receive it in the mail.

In the mean time I have had a blast of a month relaxing and hanging out...I often felt lazy but then let myself remember the work I did over the past four years and the work that lay ahead and figured a few moments of laziness were called for.

This past weekend I spent cleaning and moving and now have a week's worth of cleaning and unpacking before I'm all settled. It's surprising, I don't think I'm as depressed about moving back as I thought I would be. Perhaps, it's the good news (sorta) I got: the religion department at my high school is losing at least one teacher over the summer...I'd love to go back and teach for a while and I'm TOTALLY qualified!

Hope everything is good out there, y'all...keeping on following that yellow thick hose!