"those 'this one time at band camp' stories just take on a whole new meaning after this, don't they?"

my body. is in. so much pain. and i still have 6 hours to go. and THEN i get to haul ass down to salisbury.

tis going to be a long day.

i don't want to complain about it though, because it is self-inflicted pain. i adore this time of the year. especially since this time i am doing things of my own accord and don't have any official responsibility. it's like community service. very liberating.

and some of the muscles that are aching... well lets just say it's a nice reminder that they still exist.

my trip to CT was just as i knew it would be. way too short. i'll blog about my travels in detail when i return home on tuesday though, because i only have an hour to get my stuff together and out the door.

as a sort of after thought... i'm feeling very surreal with everyone talking about and getting ready to go back to school. i mean... this is really the first time in forever that i am not going. and i'm bent up about it. i adore buying school supplies and look forward to my classes every single semester. school is a gateway to growth, new experiences and new people. i feel like i am being denied my whole world.

time to put on my game face and try to find a new world to explore, i guess. i just hope it's as pretty as the last one.