While everyone else starts school tomorrow, or has already started it, here I am, stuck at home watching Friends and eating noodles covered in cream cheese. And drinking about six or seven cups of tea a day. (It's turning into a real problem. An intervention may soon be in order.)
The irony of me watching Friends doesn't escape me. As a person with few close friends to begin with, I now have one friend still here in the country and she'll be going to classes tomorrow.
At the end of the month, I'll be going to England for Bible school, and it'll certainly be an adventure and a half. But the waiting is going to be the real first test, I think. High school is done, summer is done, I'm ready for the next step, but the next step can't be taken yet.
I'm trapped in a weird in-between time, like a faerie story where a human child is trapped between worlds. I'm thankful for the extra time to relax and to read through my pile of books, but that's what I've been doing for a month already.
So the trick is to keep my sanity until the end of the month. I have to keep busy, make more of my poems into movies, read more, watch Friends and write my stories.
And I should probably start thinking about my packing list too...
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