Neglectful me.

All my insistence and yet I let the days go by. Here's the newness -

The apathy continues, I'm nearly gone and everyone seems to want to pass me out of here with flying colors. My drama teacher so loved our pre-scene that she told us not to bother with a final one since I won't be there for the production day. I got a 92 on an exam most people got 70-odd on, and the two final papers are already mapped out and ready to be written. Barbara wants me to start working for her again, Manoah and Sara and I all have plans to go to the beach a lot this summer, go on quests, spend time creating things, learning. It's good. I won't be coming back, I think, until August.

I'm leaving on Tuesday for Colorado (Taravitch, I call you soon, we work out the key situation) and I'll have to spend a last night with Topher somewhere in there, because when I return, he will be gone. Sad but good. I love talking with the man, I would have liked to spend some time with him when we weren't both desperately busy, but it's good to think of what he's doing. We both got disillusioned as to teaching, he's going back to stonemasoning and living in an old farmhouse, wanting to learn to fix his brother's Chevy truck, to grow a few things and to fire-dance. I like thinking of him out there using his body and being fascinated. I will be visiting him in those little quests I take.

I'll be visiting you two so soon. It's only a week now. Gods, I miss you. Open your arms, I'm coming in.