Well it's definitely been more than a month since I've written. I guess sometimes I feel like the weeks are actually more like days around here. Time has flown. I'll be home in four weeks.

John and I celebrated our one-year anniversary a couple of months ago, which was nice. Friends have come and gone and floated about, and sometimes I wonder how they all happen to fit into my life and when I'll feel peace with them all. I don't know. I honestly don't know.

My heart is already starting to mourn the passing of time. I'm sad about the summer yet I'm ready to just get it started. I absolutely hate these transition times and I feel like this transition time is about four weeks long. I bought my plane ticket today to go home and I got the biggest knot in my throat. I cannot stand to be away from him. I just can't.
It hurts way too much. I'm holding back tears right now.

I have to remind myself that it's only two more summers. This one and the next. And hopefully after graduation my sadness will not be so strong because he will be moving down to be with me. Forever. Because the distance kills me. It hurts so much that I'm afraid to see him over the summer because I don't want to feel the ache of goodbye.

Someday I won't ache like that anymore. Someday.

Happy Easter weekend to all.

See I don't miss the driving
Seems like forever and I'm always driving in my mind
I'm wearing out the road
That gets me there

I'm driving til my eyes can't see straight
and I suppose it's gettin' late...