The grounded

The dissolution started for real today. Some of my friends left to go home. I will see everyone that left today again, if everything happens as planned, but who really knows? Life and plans have a way of changing.

It feels strange, to know that life is changing. I'm excited to see my family again, but I'm indifferent about going to the states. I mean, there is plenty about it that will be great, but I could do without a lot of it.

I drove again today. It was fun. Worked most of the day, helped a friend or two. Got a great smile. The falling stars are pretty.