The last two weeks of work is becoming a little more sad than I had anticipated. So comes the end to another chapter in my life. And so quickly begins the anticipation and preparation for a new one. Looking at apartments/jobs/classes to register for from over 5,000 miles away is stressful. I am so antsy to get back to school and to do it right this time around. The older I get the more I become the over-preparer. Taking tomorrow off from over-thinking (and over-preparing) to explore some cliffs here. I will miss France.
