Too many setbacks; still at our starting point, and I’m getting so stir-crazy. Fortunately it looks like we are going to be able to leave later this week! I’m so eager to just move on, get the rest of my life started.
Moving on is never without loss, though. Of course there’s all the material aspect of it. Can’t bring all my books along! Boo hoo. And things get broken. I broke the manual coffee maker I had; other things are lost.
Beyond this though, one of my best friends growing up just died. It was kind of horrific. Turns out he was at his parents’ house, but I hadn’t known that; I was only a few houses away, so I saw all the emergency crew activity… I hadn’t seen him in just over a year now.
And, for the rest of us, life goes on.
A tiny dragon my father had given me.