Cyan.

I'm about to depart. I have packed and come to Chicago and repacked and realized something I forgot, and said goodbye to almost everyone and triple checked my itinerary.

It's been odd to be back at school knowing I'm not really coming back. Everyone is moving in and locating friends and rearranging rooms like we do every year, but this time I get it all from something of a distance. And I have to locate people with a sense of urgency, and the hugs we exchange are the last we will for a while. I'm so ridiculously excited for the next three and a half months, but I am going to miss people here.

Anyway, my ride to the airport has arrived, so I must away. Next time: from NZ!