Two Months

"The cure for anything is saltwater: tears, sweat or the sea." -Isak Dinesen

I've always loved the oceans. The endless stretch of beaches. The repeated lull of the waves hitting the sand. The wind. The endless blue. I love it-- I love it all.

Spring Break 2011. Pensacola, Florida.

I've had a marvelous time relaxing with my grandparents this week. The weather has been absolutely gorgeous. Sunshine actually warms my skin again and its FABULOUS. I've taken naps when I'm tired and gone running when I'm energetic. I've played card games and finished applications. I've taken long walks on the beach and had long phone conversations.

And as the week slowly creeps to a close, I'm partially dreading going back to school. Though I know the next eight weeks will fly by, I'm already recoiling at the routine I know I will inevitably sink back into. And then... then it will be over. My freshman year of university.

Finished.

Has it really been ten months since graduation? Why does that number seem too small and at the same time, too large? At times I felt that it was only yesterday and at other times, I wonder why it seems so long ago. In less than three months I'll be sitting at an ECA graduation once again. This time, it won't be me. I'll watch some of my closest friends walk down the aisle, dressed in their caps and gowns. And in the blink of an eye, they too, will be alumni.

Time really does fly dreadfully fast. And yet, it creeps by... day by day.

Two months. Two months before summer. Two months before Colombia :) Two months until the end of this chapter that seems to have only begun yesterday.