there is not one thing i like about leaving. i use to think that i was good at it...well i never was good at saying goodbye but at leaving and detatching myself from a place was something i could do very easily. it's not like that anymore. this was the hardest time for me to say goodbye. i don't know why yet - i haven't thought about it enough. but i know that this one was hard and i know that i don't really want to say goodbye all the time anymore.

sitting waiting for a plane.

slept two hours last night and had an elderly man sleep on my shoulder on one of the planes.

my deodorant has failed me again - curse organic deodorant.

it is hot hot hot and i am wearing socks and shoes.

there is free ice cream in this terminal.

hours of speed scrabble with my family and hannah stevenson is something that i will truly miss.

the talk of my hopetown girls coming soon is giving me so much joy even if we are going to be packed like sardines in the apartment.