Then end is so close, three performances, half a changeover, and strike. Yet this end is just the segway to another beginning, begining school. Some people are sad to leave, some are looking forward. I am happy to be going back to school. I think i say that all the time these days. Go figure. I really don’t know where i am going with this tonight, I was sad because i missed talking to Jesi by a mere 45 minutes, i guess it happens. Well, tomorrow i pack, and grammy and papa and auntie leslie are coming up. I would have enjoyed my last days here in peace, but it will be nice to see them.
Well, i am just kinda drawing blanks now so until another time.