Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. It all begins tomorrow.
Right now I should be finishing my packing. Should being the operative word...
My final Shabbat was awesome. It was like grade 5 all over again. Except with beer.
My final Friday was very fitting. On my ride with my dad my water bottle got smashed. It was sad but I guess it signifies and end. I have been using the word cathartic way too often these past few days. It is quite telling.
See you on the other side! (unless I write tomorrow.)
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