Nearly 10 weeks later and here I am... in one piece no less. 2,000 miles to get here, 18 drives to Ontario (50 mi one way), several presentations, 2 papers, 0 home cooked meals, 2 trips to the beach, 1 visit to Nashville, 3 visits from JR, 6 books read, 0 bike rides, 8 days of teaching 2 hours of summer school, with one final left to go, 2,000 miles to fly, an apartment to pack, 2,000 miles to drive (yes, again), and one comprehensive test to take. That's where I am, approximately, of course.
The summer has gone off without a hitch. It's been done. I have 3 days and one final left before heading back to Nashvegas and pack up the life I used to know to bring it all back to the suspiciously perfect weather and constant culture of California. Although my heart is here, Nashville can only be described as the sweet affair. I attempt to explain this and often get strange looks; however, it seems perfectly logical to me. I will and always will love CA, and though I strayed to Nashville and developed a crush, it still didn't live up to what I thought I always knew... CA is my love. So Nashville will be looked back on fondly, like a summer fling, fun while it lasted but not permanant.
Our lives are changing again. I like that about us. We've only remained constant for 1-2 years at a time and that seems like it will remain the case for us. We both have too much to do--to much we want to do. JR will be a fulltime student. I can't be happier about that! We were not the college couple that we always envied, so it'll be fun to get to do it together this time. Partners are supposed to push each other to do things that scare them, reject the status quo, and as JR and I quickly approach our 3rd anniversary, I can safely and proudly state, that we push each other to be our best selves. We repel down waterfalls and run half-marthons. What next?
