Over

Exams are over, my packing's nearly done, and my centre of balance has left the left lobe of my brain and returned to its rightful place (I had an ear infection last week). Life is good. It's sad to be picking up and leaving yet again, but I'm excited for the change and looking forward to seeing a few different places before I return here in the fall. It'll be interesting to be back on the prairies and see how I've changed in relation to my first world. My mom came out here to help me pack and being around her in this place is making me realize that I really am starting to grow up and define my world in terms of myself - what I want and think and choose - instead of in terms of what I've always known. It's kind of interesting. I realize that this is a point that most people come to in junior high, but what can I say? I'm a late bloomer. I never had the self-defining rebellion or whatever it is that brings a lot of people fully into themselves. Instead I moved across the country and tried a new life on for size. And, you know, it fits. It needs some adjusting, but by and large it's okay. I may keep it; I may not. It's nice, though, to know that I can make it for myself. And now, with that incomprehensible rambling over, I'm going to bed. Sleep sweet.