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August, in august.


The amount of closure I've had flying in my face this August is almost completely ridiculous. Everything is suddenly in a state of overwhelming calm, and I'm really hoping it's not just the eye of the storm.

I started packing for school today, about two weeks early. I figure if I get it done just a little bit at a time, I won't end up with a ton to do the night before and end up driving myself crazy about it. But the suitcases are out. I can't believe a whole year has gone by already. Mind = boggled.