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[terrypurple73]

I broke out the crying after I wrote that last sentence, especially when I realized it meant I will be turning in my keys to the houses and garage tomorrow. But about then, I looked next door and saw a light on in the basement. At that point, I was willing to hug about anything that would hold me in its arms, but I had a great find in the basement- Miss Kat Tinley. She held me, and let me cry at her, and vent to her. She talked me through some of tomorrow, like asking me how I want to spend my last while at the Community. And then we sat on the couch and had good laughs, like thinking about our Katie in India, and about all the cool people we know, and about our silly roommates, and about funny things people do intoxicated. And now my stomach is sore from laughing a bunch (combined with not having a lot to eat today, and probably from it still feeling odd about El Salvador), so I am going to eat a snack and then go to bed. I feel better. Not thrilled by any means, but definitely a lot better.

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[jylllynn.livejournal.com]

I hope you had a good flight home and didn't cry (too much). I really wish we had had a chance to chat (alone) at some point in the last few days. Oh well, you'll be back in a few weeks anyway...

[terrypurple73.livejournal.com]

Josh Groban is on the radio, and I am thinking of you and Miss Wendy.
I wish it too, that you and I'd had some time together one-on-one. It was weird not seeing as much of you the past week, when we'd spent so much time together as the school year ended. I will be back soon, and I want to spend time with you. You're good at helping me digest things.
Hope your day is going well, and that summer school does not kick you too hard tomorrow.
Stay wonderful, Miss Jill. See you soon.
love and apple juice,
~T