Leaving:

Well, this is basically it. Everything got moved (I'll omit the details except to say that Andrew ROCKS!) and I have a pile of cleaning to do between now and 1 pm tomorrow when I have to leave for Midway.

Saying good-bye is weird. Not only are a lot of people staying here in Chicago, but almost everyone will be back before me, so there's this sort of feeling of "wow! I won't see you for a long time" from my friends. Seven months seems so much longer than the summer. I feel like I'll just be coming back to Chicago to say good-bye too. The last two quarters will just be a long six months of good-bye.

Maybe I don't really feel this way. I always get sad when I have to move. I think I understand that the last six months in Chicago will be doing all the things I couldn't do before, going to clubs and bars, actually hearing live music. I'm glad I'm coming back.