I was lounging on my couch, peacefully watching an episode of The Wire with the man after returning home from a weeknight friend dinner date, when a terrible realization disturbed my idyll.
School officially starts* in 10 days.
|Sad beep is right, R2-D2.|
I've been working out regularly, reading interesting/fun books, sleeping 8 hours, keeping up with my laundry (!!!) for the last month...
It's like I'm a normal, functioning adult.
But the party's over (almost.)
I'll miss you, summer.
Then I realized -- all is not lost. Week-long vacation starts in 14 days, my first class isn't for another 26 days, then graduation is in... I don't know, like 250 days or so.
It's going to be OK.
*Classes start on the 21st. Pre-coursework opens on the 15th. This is homework before classes even begin. I find this unjust.