Here we are. A little over 24 hours left at home. I can't believe I'm at this point already... and yet it seems as if it took forever for this moment to get here. I haven't decided yet whether the summer went by quickly or slowly. I guess in the end it really doesn't matter. In a couple of days I'll be celebrating my half-year mark with John, back at Notre Dame with all of my awesome friends... they're my family now and I can't wait to see them all again.

I'll miss my mom and my doggie and some of my family. But it's time for me to go again. I guess this is how it'll be for the coming years. Who knows. Hell, a year ago I was crying over something that is of no relevance to my life anymore. Thomas and the situation are never going to be again... he is beginning to become a friend again, but that's all we will ever be and I know that I can smile about that. I am in love with someone who is more amazing than anything I could have ever dreamed up myself. Gosh I can't wait to get back.

One week and a couple of hours to go. That's all I have left here in Houston.