Til We Meet Again Thursdaily Sad day, moving out for the summer at long last. Some friends are staying here, some won't be far, but too many are going too far. Some are not coming back, and some I will likely never see again. Bittersweet day. Aaaaand someone just knocked over a trashcan and ran off. And it's right in front of my door. Way to bring me back to reality, people. RL: Packing up all of my room, cramming it into truck, driving home. Chilling at home, probably mowing the front yard, unpacking stuff, going to dance practice for the first time in 8 months. I've got some new stuff to work on, some moves to learn, and lots of practicing to do. D2: Nope. OVG: See above.