Wave Goodbye

It's hard to believe that summer is almost over. Like the fading light of the sunset, it's leaving slowly, making room for fall. Part of me is almost sad to see it go, but the other part is absolutely overjoyed. I love fall. I love the richly colored leaves, the cool wind on my neck, cozy sweaters, and apple cider. Until then, though, I will enjoy these final hours of summer. My evening walks past a little glade that could easily be mistaken for the Shire, bathed in warm yellow light. Road trips with my dad discussing everything from cows and farming to politics. Root beer floats, swimming in the rain, and pop-up thunderstorms.

My last week and a half of summer will be spent packing for college. It's hard to believe that my sophomore year is upon me. I'm really hoping that this will be a good year. My freshman year was not kind to me, not in the least bit. That's why this summer has been so precious to me. I've basically used it to recharge and recover. It hasn't been perfect, but I can finally feel the dark cloud of depression slowly departing from my mind. I think that will make a huge difference this year. At least, I hope it does.

It's going to be a busy, busy year. I'm taking 16 hours this semester (and most of those are one hour classes. Save me, now.) I'm photo editor of the year book, and my society chaplain. (Get 'em, Rossetti!) I also have to find a job, which will most likely prove to be the hardest thing I do all semester. I can't work food service. (Been there, done that.) And I don't know that I'm peppy or happy enough to work retail. (Although I can organize like a boss.) So that leaves me with...what? We'll see what I find. But unless I want to be an even poorer college student than I already am, I need a job.

So, anyway, enjoy these last days of summer. Our 100+ degree weather has finally been broken. (It was seriously in the 60s on Monday.) It's still humid, but it's actually possible to go outside and not melt. I know I'm going to enjoy it.

xo,
Katy