University classes are done for the year for all. Done for good for us. Tonight is for merrymaking. So is tomorrow. So is next week.
We’re leaving a life behind, all of us, and it’s scary and exciting. I’m not sure i’ll survive real life, but i’ll die spectacularly, wandering, vagabonding.
Now, though, i can get back to trying to be a writer. I think i’ve a story coming out this month, but next month’s still open, and i need to lock it down quick like. We’ll see. I’ve a lot of stories floating around out there right now.
The weather’s turned around and i can breathe, but i’m sick, so not doing it well.