We fly back to Zürich tomorrow, and then it will be a hectic day of running around, seeing people, and saying goodbyes. I don't like those - they are the worst - especially when it's unclear when the next time you will encounter each other again will be. But we will make it happen, our group was too strong to let the fire die. There is something special here.
On the other side, I am so freakin' excited to go home. I can't wait to see my Towey, my love. My father, of course, and my mom (although she was just in scotland last week - which was absolutely great - we rented a car and drove on the other side of the road among other things).
I am getting very excited to start school again, but I can't believe I begin on sept. 2nd already. Life is moving past me fast... it's getting blurry. But I still remember, and the pictures are clear in my mind. Life is getting better everyday... with new experience comes new strength. I am such a cornball, but I really have grown this summer in so many ways. I don't feel like the child I felt like when I graduated from college - so unsure and undefined and helpless. I am starting to take shape, and am becoming interested again (in what? in everything!). I finally feel whole again, and strong enough to be by myself. Independent. Phenomenal woman.
