almost home

This is the first time I have remembered to use the Flight Tracker Widget on my Dashboard. There is something comforting about watching this little graphic move along it's flight path. To know the cruising altitude and speed of the plane.

Of course it isn't fun knowing that the plane which was due to arrive at 12:40am is now due to arrive after 1am. It doesn't help that it is raining either. At least B didn't check any luggage.

It has been a rough weekend, finding myself alone. I have forced myself to get out though. To interact on some level with others, even if it just ordering an iced mocha at my new favorite hangout. You know it's bad when the shop has been open for two weeks and you've earned a free drink.

I got my hair cut. I don't think I have ever been so chatty in a hair dresser's chair. I did some window shopping. I got myself a maple turkey sandwich. I came home and roasted a chicken. I read my book. I even did some work. I stayed busy. But still I couldn't help but find myself reduced to tears.

Part of me realizes this is my last quiet weekend for a while. Things go into overload as graduation gets closer. And the real fun begins when we figure out our next move and start packing. Being busy is good. There isn't time to cry.

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