It's That Time Again

It's that time again...

Next week is the last week of classes here.

As for me, it's the last week of classes here for good.

A couple weeks ago

I started packing up.

The flowers were the first to say goodbye...

Followed by the fabric...

All of the decorations are gone, now:

Everything off the walls,

The breakables,

the extra tables,

the newly thrifted goods I've yet to show you...

My best friend walked in after I'd packed up and exclaimed,

"It's not magical anymore!"

Yep.

I've packed up the magic

to take it on home with me...

I have two weeks to say my goodbye

to South Hall,

my goodbye to the Fine Arts building,

my goodbye to the swing I'd often retreat to,

my goodbye to these sidewalks and streets

I've walked over for three years now...

Two weeks doesn't seem like enough time.

I don't want to say goodbye,

but this season is coming to an end,

and a new season is beginning to bloom...

I miss this place already...

What a bittersweet feeling-

this final farewell.

Until next time,

Lots of Love,