l'été de possibilités interminables || summer of endless possibilities

Well, I've been home for just about 24 hours now. It still kind of feels like any weekend I would come from college (which after Christmas, I was only able to do once). It still feels like I have to go back. A typical weekend: come home Friday afternoon, stay through Sunday evening, drive back. So, time allotted, if this were a typical weekend, this would put me at Saturday afternoon. But this time, 24 hours from now, I won't be packing up my things and preparing to head back up north. Not 48 hours from now... not even a month, the longest stretch I had been home. Even towards the last few lingering days of Christmas Break, I yearned to go back to school. But I won't be going back for three months. That's a long time... as with anything, from the beginning it seems endless... but it's not. Those three months will come to and end, as all things tend to do. But the things that can happen in three month's times... those, in themselves, can be endless.

I've got some plans for this summer. Three months isn't a whole lot of time, when weighted down with trips, work, and everything I want to do. But it's enough to make it happen. After all, I've worked with less before...